Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 887

Just like always, Jasmine's hysterical meltdown earned zero reaction from Carman.

The only thing answering her screams was a suffocating silence.

That night, Jasmine slept alone in the cavernous master bedroom, tossing and turning until dawn.

She dragged herself out of bed early the next morning and stepped into the kitchen—a room she hadn't used in months—to prepare a lavish, sprawling breakfast.

When Carman and Winnie finally emerged from their room, she rushed over with overwhelming enthusiasm, urging them to eat.

The moment Winnie saw her, she instinctively shrank back, hiding behind Carman's legs.

Carman immediately shielded the child, shooting Jasmine a look of absolute ice. "There's no need. Eat it yourself."

"I woke up at the crack of dawn to make this. It's all your favorites," Jasmine said, her tone laced with desperate flattery.

Carman didn't even acknowledge the effort. He simply stated, "Winnie is going to be late for school. I'm dropping her off now."

Panic flashing in her eyes, Jasmine hastily offered, "Then let me pack it up for you! You can eat it on the way."

She spun around and sprinted into the kitchen.

But by the time she hurried back out with the containers, the father and daughter were already gone.

Bitter resentment gnawing at her chest, she furiously dumped the entire elaborate breakfast into the trash.

At ten o'clock that morning, Jasmine had barely stepped into the office when her secretary informed her that Mr. Holt needed to see her.

She dropped her purse at her desk and walked into Carman's office, masking her anxiety with a mask of forced calm. "You wanted to see me?"

"This is for you," Carman said, sliding a freshly printed stack of divorce papers across the desk.

The moment Jasmine read the bold lettering at the top of the page, the blood drained from her face.

A catastrophic argument instantly erupted.

Everyone in the InnoCore offices could hear them screaming.

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