Chapter 7 He Is A Man-Whore!!

"So disgusting.." A woman whispered, her face twisted as she kept watching.

Others mumbled and the comments made Jack wish the ground could open up and swallow him.

Kingsley had a smile on his face when he saw the disturbing looks on Jack's face.

"Turn it off! Turn it off!" Mr. Moore Snapped, his eyes red in anger as he turned to face Jack. "You are a man-whore, Jack??" He exploded in anger.

Jasmine sighed inwardly, Kingsley had made things much easier for her but then again, she wondered how Kingsley was able to dig up such a video of Jack having sex with multiple women.

Jack stuttered, his face filled with panic. Being in the center of attention, everyone demanding for answers, Jack hurriedly pointed at Kingsley as he stammered "Him—he wants to frame me! That was photoshopped. He is a monster! .." his lips trembled.

Hearing that, Kingsley snorted as his cold eyes remained on Jack.

Mr Moore turned to look at Kingsley "Did you photoshop the video just to ruin Jack's image so you can marry my daughter??!!"

Kingsley leaned a little closer as he snapped back "I do not have that luxury of time."

Margaret Trevor, Jasmine's mom spoke up "This doesn't look photoshopped to me." She said, her face filled with disgust.

Her husband turned to look at her "How did you know that?"

Margaret hissed at her husband "I do these things, have you forgotten??"

Mr Moore shifted uncomfortably in his standing position as it dawned on him that Jack was a man-whore.

"Sir..." Jack whispered, he tried to explain but Kingsley smirked.

"You shouldn't be here." He said calmly before wrapping his arms around Jasmine's waist, distracting her with his touch.

Jasmine sucked in a deep breath but she tried to pretend as if his hand wasn't wrapped tightly around her waist. She agreed "Yes. Security, take this man-whore out!"

Jack's eyes widened as fear gripped him. He knew what he would lose if this wedding didn't pull through. The fear of facing the public's criticism and also, losing Lucinda in the process dawned on him.

He never knew his sex tape would someday leak out and fall into the hands of his sworn enemy, Kingsley Elm.

He growled when he saw the security men coming towards him. His hands started to tremble when they came near and he couldn't help but scream at them "Do not touch me!" He shouted.

Kingsley's lips pursed into a thin line, he was clearly bored as he watched the security men drag Jack out of the hall with Jack kicking the air and screaming.

Jasmine sighed in relief when Jack was taken away. Happy? Maybe, she had just avoided being killed, and all thanks to Kingsley who assisted without her asking for it.

The guest kept on whispering as they discussed what had just transpired.

Mr Moore felt Kingsley's and Jasmine's gaze on him and his face reddened in embarrassment. He knew what they wanted to say and he was stubborn to agree.

Kingsley's smooth words flowed out effortlessly as he said to Jasmine's father "I heard you are a man of honor. I'm sure you're not going to go back on your words now, everyone is watching" The gentle smile on his face made him look like a troublemaker.

Jasmine knew her father too well to know that he was in a tight spot now. She saw her mother whisper to her father, telling him to give In.

Instead, her father snorted before sitting on his chair again. He was annoyed by the fact that he lost to Kingsley.

Kingsley didn't mind that as he faced Jasmine and said emotionlessly "Let's get this done and over with" he said to her and she nodded.

Mr Moore painfully witnessed his precious daughter get married to Kingsley, his anger made his chest rise and fall rapidly. His fists were clenched on his lap, the anger was radiating in his eyes as he watched Kingsley kiss his daughter.

Just like that, Kingsley and Jasmine were pronounced husband and wife.

Jasmine smiled widely at the guests while Kingsley stood near her with a blank face. A few people were clapping genuinely while the majority of the people were forced to clap along.

Mr Moore couldn't take it anymore, he stood up and moved out of the hall. Seeing that, Margaret hurried after her husband.

Jasmine turned to look at Kingsley, the smile on her face was completely gone when she saw her father leaving in anger.

Kingsley only shrugged before leading her away from the faces of the people. He led her to the back door where Raymond was waiting for them.

Jasmine saw the black car that was parked there, and she hurriedly spoke up "Umm, Kingsley, I will have to come later. I need to talk with my Dad and make him understand" she said.

Kingsley paused, staring at her for a while before he hummed "Fine. But here's something you should know, called the fourth rule...There's a curfew from 10 pm. So come home before then. " he said a little sternly and Jasmine's face fell.

"A curfew?? Why?" She burst out in exasperation,her eyes seeking for answers.

Kingsley inclined his head to the side as he stretched out his words "There is a curfew. Don't ask questions because those are my rules!" With that said, he left her standing there, all by herself.

Raymond and Elliot respectfully bowed to him when they saw him come out. Elliot quickly opened the backseat's door for him.

Jasmine watched him get into the car, he was just staring straight ahead, not giving her a second glance.

Raymond spotted Jasmine standing close to the back door and he couldn't help but wonder why such a beautiful lady would settle for his cold boss. Nevertheless, he got into the car too.

Jasmine watched Kingsley's car drive out of sight as she stood there. Now left alone, she started to realize all that she had done in the last few days since she was reborn.

Getting rid of Jack was probably her greatest achievement so far.

But The thoughts of being Kingsley's wife made her a little..depressed. She whispered to herself "Am I doing the right thing?" She could feel herself being thrust into a deadly world.

On the other side, Kingsley was focused on reading Jasmine's profile that Raymond had sent to him a few days ago.

He scrolled through and saw reports on her medical records and he couldn't help but furrow his brows and lines formed on his forehead.

His dark eyes circled on the part where it states that she was sick with a Brain tumor—An aggressive Meningioma that grows even after a series of surgeries!