Jasmine smiled. “Now this is the Serenity I know.”

After parking her bike, Jasmine went to move the display racks out with Serenity.

“Did Mr. York bother you afterward?” Jasmine asked with concern.

While dusting off the racks, Serenity replied, “Do you think he would let me breathe and cool down for a few days?”

“Nope.”

Jasmine added, “Just turn a blind eye so long as he doesn’t cross the line by knocking you out and putting you under house arrest like last time. Mr. York is distressed and scared to lose you.”

Serenity was without a word.

Seeing that Serenity was not in the mood for a relationship chat, Jasmine took the hint and stopped diving into the topic.

“Ah, the shop’s finally open. Serenity. Serenity.”

The voice from the door was one to dig under Serenity’s skin. Old Mr. Hunt, leading his group of sons and grandsons, walked not the shop with big smiles.

“Serenity.”

Old Mr. Hunt beamed, looking at Serenity as if she was a goldmine. Man, he was blinded by the