Snare of Love

The man was speechless once again.

He immediately wimped out, "Officer Shawn, you're magnanimous, so please don't take it personally with me."

Boyce was avenging him in the name of public interests, but he knew in his heart what this man was capable of, "I'll give you ten more days." The man held up two fingers, "Two months. At least two months."

Boyce looked up at him, "You're pushing your luck."

The man knew in his heart that Boyce hadn't given him this case on a whim. They had worked together before, and he was giving him a chance.

"I don't care, you have to give me two months. It's a complicated case and I'm still halfway through it. There are a lot of things I have to look into from the beginning. Forty days is too short a time." The man sai seriously.

Boyce said, "Add another five days. I want to see the results in a month and a half."

"That's not enough time." The man had a bitter face.

"Figure it out yourself."

The man was speechless again.

The man thought to himself that he should never joke around with his boss, otherwise he would be punished badly.

In the evening, Boyce called Matthew and Armand after work and asked them out to dinner.

He had returned from a business trip and was now well on his way to a promotion, so he had to tell them about it.

It was more scared than hurt this time. Jasmine had bought a lot of food and wanted to celebrate with Boyce, but then she got a message from him, saying that he was going out for dinner.

She had to put away what she had bought and go to the restaurant Boyce had booked. When she arrived, Boyce had not yet arrived.

She took out her mobile phone and was about to call Boyce and ask him when he was coming over. At that moment, a car turned up and parked in the parking space in front of the restaurant. Soon, the people inside got down. It was Wendy and a man.

They looked quite close. This was Wendy's new marriage partner, whom she had been introduced to by someone else. The man was divorced but had no children and was average-looking but had a good job. They were a good match.

Wendy agreed to go out with him only because the man had a good job and was a step up from Boyce in looks and social status. Now Boyce had become the Officer. At his age, he was really young and talented to be in this position.

This was also a credit to Officer Miller. When he retired, he highly recommended Boyce, plus Boyce was competent and did a great job on his last trip out of town. At that time, the government gave Boyce three months, but he finished the job ahead of schedule, so his superiors were very positive about his ability to do the job.

So as soon as he returned, he was promoted to the top and took charge of the job.

At this moment, Wendy saw Jasmine standing in the doorway and was very jealous. And she did not attempt to conceal her hatred.

Boyce had belonged to her. It was because of Jasmine that she had lost him.

"You know him?" Her boyfriend, who was dating her, asked.

Wendy curled her lips and said, "Of course I know her. She may be young, but she has a great way of seducing men. My last boyfriend was seduced by her."

The man looked towards Jasmine, "She doesn't look very old ..."

"She's not too old, but she is scheming." Wendy took his arm and said, "Come on, let's go inside."

Seeing them coming, Jasmine stepped aside and proceeded to call Boyce.

Soon the call was answered and Boyce's voice came on the other end of the line, "Jasmine."

"When are you coming over? I'm already here," Jasmine said.

"I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Well, I'll wait for you." Jasmine hung up the phone.

Wendy stood in the doorway, looked her up and down, and said sarcastically, "A crow cannot become a phoenix even if it flies on a branch. You still look like a poor girl. No matter how you play up to people of power and influence, you're still not going to make it to the top."

Although Boyce had given Jasmine his bank card, where he kept his savings, she did not spend it frivolously. She didn't buy designer clothes or bags just because she had the money. She still dressed the same as she always did, without going for brands or high-end.

She was dressed simply and plainly. The most valuable thing she had on her body was a necklace given by Dolores.

But to Wendy's eyes, it was bought with Boyce's money.

"You're so young to be seducing men and coaxing them to buy you things. You're worthy of being the daughter of a murderer, and you've got a lot of tricks up your sleeve." Wendy was almost gritting her teeth. If it weren't for the man around her, she would have rushed up and ripped her face off.

Her youth combined with her good looks naturally made her own kind jealous. Not to mention that Wendy hated her even more when she felt she had stolen Boyce from her.

Rather than start a fight with her, Jasmine pulled away from her and tried to avoid her. But Wendy took her by the arm, "What? You have the guts to steal my man and not the guts to admit it?" Jasmine said very coldly, "I don't know you well, and I don't know what you're talking about."

"Huh." Wendy laughed in exasperation, "You're denying it?"

Jasmine struggled hard, "Let go of me."

Wendy's boyfriend pulled Wendy away, "Let bygones be bygones. This is a public place. You'll attract onlookers if you pull like that."

People coming in and out of the restaurant would look at them, and they had already attracted attention.

"I should have shown more people how shameless she is." Wendy's voice got louder.

Jasmine frowned. This woman was unreasonable!

"Just let go of me or I'll call the police?" Jasmine glared at her angrily.

She felt so unlucky to have met her today, and she was so annoying.

"Call the police? You just call the police. Let's wait and see." Wendy, relying on the fact that her boyfriend was with her at the moment and Jasmine was alone, became more and more reckless. She clutched her wrist hard and pulled her towards her "Jasmine, you know in your own heart how you hooked up with Boyce. Don't you dare say you didn't seduce him on account of your youth?"

"Only nasty people have nasty thoughts." Jasmine glared at her, "Of course he wouldn't fall in love with a woman like you."

Jasmine didn't want to start a fight with her, but Wendy wouldn't let up. She was out of options and couldn't stand her saying those awful things.

"Who are you talking about?!" Wendy's face was a little grim.

"You know in your own heart what kind of person you are. If you were a good woman, Boyce wouldn't have failed to choose you, would he? In terms of family background, you're a thousand times better than me, But why did he choose a woman with a poor family background like me over you? Shouldn't you be looking at your own problems?" Jasmine was sharp in her words, "You come from a respectable family. But you're dragging me around in public like this. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"

Wendy hadn't expected her to be so eloquent and she couldn't even find the words to retort her.

Her eyes widened, "Say that again!"

Jasmine ignored her and tried to break her hand.

Wendy looked like her sore spot was touched. She was already irritated, and with Jasmine trying to break her hand away, she raised her other hand, "You shameless bitch!"

With that, she was about to slap Jasmine across the face.0000