Chapter 259: Holding Her Chin

Sylvan Cheney swiftly avoided her, but the sleeves of his dark shirt inevitably got wet.

Everyone was frantically removing other things from the table, only Sylvan Cheney remained calm amid the chaos.

This way, he seemed a bit restrained.

"No problem, no problem. Miss Yale, sit down and continue playing." Someone cleaned the water stains.

"Miss Laban, could you play a few rounds for me? I'm going to the bathroom." Jasmine Yale didn't sit, she smiled slightly.

"Okay, go ahead, don't worry about it."

Jasmine Yale gave Sylvan Cheney an indifferent glance, and quickly ran towards the bathroom.

Behind her, she could feel a chilling whoosh!

Just like cold arrows!

The apartment was too hot, Jasmine Yale was uncomfortably overheated.

Her cheeks were flushed, especially when she thought about what had just happened, her heart kept pounding.

Really, she had never seen Sylvan Cheney act so shamelessly before.