Jasmine saw Marta and Nia arguing
Marta followed Jasmine while glancing at the magnificent boutique atmosphere with complete and comfortable facilities. A smile grew on her lips as if she had found gold. Hem, is she going to ask her adopted daughter for money?"Jasmine, mommy is really tired because Marco's people keep chasing mommy. Mommy doesn't know where else to go?" Marta immediately sat herself down in the chair opposite Jasmine's desk."It's mommy's fault," said Jasmine, turning her head away."Why are you blaming mommy? Do you like it when mommy is in trouble?" asked Marta with a sad look."Mom, I don't blame you, but the fact is that it is. You are not honest, you didn't return the money, did you?" Jasmine looked tiredly at Marta who was wearing a jet black knee-length dress with visible shoulders, really sexy as if she couldn't remember her age. She wanted to know how far her adoptive mother would lie."Mommy has returned the money, Jasmine. Don't just accuse Mommy," said Marta lying.