Rebirth In Divorce: My New Mr. Perfect

Selena looked at Yasmine to see how she would answer.

Yasmine pointed at Eric and said. "Mr. Smith is a doctor of psychology who has just returned from abroad. He has made many achievements and wrote many well-known papers and theories. I am a psychology consultant. Of course, I come to look for Eric Eric looked at Yasmine with a smile. He stood up and stretched out his hand very gently. "Hello, Ms. Sanchez

Yasmine also stretched out her hand and said, "Mr. Smith, I'm sorry that you have to see this.

Yvette shook Xavier's arm and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Besides, I invited Ms. Sanchez. All I care about is the torn wedding photo and the marriage certificate."

She put the first photo on the table and then took out a second one. In this photo, Yvette's eyes were black and even her mouth was crossed with lipstick

Melissa said angrily, Yasmine, you've gone too far!"

Xavier frowned, "Yasmine, I didn't expect you to be such a person?

"It's easy to know who went upstairs. Don't you have a surveillance camera in Sunrise Hotel?" Yasmine looked at the waiter.

The waiter looked away and said, "Sorry, the surveillance camera on the second floor of our hotel just broke down. The personnel in the monitoring room went to repair it yesterday, but it hasn't been fixed yet." Yasmine sneered, "It's a good time for the surveillance to break down."

"Without the surveillance video, do you have any evidence that I went to the second floor? I just left the seat and went to the bathroom. You said that I had torn up your marriage certificate, so please show me some evidence Yasmine looked at Yvette coldly. Yvette pinched the hem of her skirt tightly. Before she spoke, tears fell and the tip of her nose turned red.

She cried, "Ms. Sanchez, it's my fault. You should hate me. After all, you are Xavier's ex-wife. I invited you to the wedding without considering your feelings. You should be angry. I apologize to you. I shouldn't have come to question you. After all, Xavier has married me. As long as you can vent your resentment and stop hating me, I don't care."

Yasmine laughed angrily and thought, "What a good actress! It is a waste of talent for her not to be an actress,

I remember you just said that the wedding photos and marriage certificate were in the lounge. So when you went to change clothes, you should have stayed in the lounge all the time. Did you see me tear them up? Yasmine stared at Yvette.

Yvette leaned against Xavier and said, "When I went to change clothes, I went to the bathroom for a while. By the way, my makeup artist knows! She

went with me."

The makeup artist was suddenly called. Everyone looked at her and she quickly nodded.

Yasmine looked at the makeup artist and said, "You are a makeup artist. You must care about time when you put on your makeup. When do you go to the bathroom? Don't get me wrong. I just want to know if you two have left the lounge before I leave my seat and someone else has taken advantage of it

Yveric blurted out, "Six o'clock! It had been fifteen minutes when I came back, and the waiter said Ms. Sanchez was also leaving at this time."

"Yeah. Yasmine nodded. "Ms. Grant, please tell me the exact time again."

"Six o'clock. It's exactly six o'clock, Yvette said firmly.

"You're wrong. I went to the bathroom at six ten, Yasmine said seriously.

Yvette looked at her in disbelief. "How is that possible! The waiter told me that you left the table at six"This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Helen uid anxiously, Yvette, maybe the waiter made a mistake. When you went to the bathroom, she sneaked into your lounge.

Yvette glanced at Helen and thought, Helen is really stupid: But she had already spoken out her words. She added, "Ms. Sanchez, I can't tell you the exact time either. After all, no one will go to the bathroom and record the time, right Yeuning nodded, "Indeed. But don't your makeup artist remember the time clearly? It's your wedding day"

"I mean the waitress may have remembered the wrong time, but it was true that you were the only one who left the seat after I went out lounge. And the waitress said she saw you go to the lounge. Can this be a lie? After all, I can't think of anyone here who lates you" She lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled.

mut of the

"Ms. Grant, you have no evidence to prove that I went to the lounge on the second floor, but I have evidence to prove that I did not go to the second floor after leaving the table and answering the phone, Yasmine said.

Yasmine took out her phone expressionlessly, opened the call record, and showed it to Yvette. "Look, it was Yonas who called at 6:02 p.m. I answered the phone for three minutes. At 6:05. I called Ms. Langston for five minutes, so I went to the bathroom at 6:10, and I answered the phone by the gate. There should be surveillance.

She looked at the waiter beside her. "The surveillance camera at the gate is not broken, right? Otherwise, I'm going to complain about

The waiter was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat. "Ms. Sanchez, the surveillance...

Yvette clenched her fists and she didn't expect that her plan was ruined by the two phones, so she couldn't flinch.

She had to blame this on Yasmine in front of so many people.

your hotel,"

"Ms. Sanchez, that doesn't prove anything. You might deliberately call to disguise yourself or go directly to the lounge after making the call. After all, it won't take too long to go to the second floor, Yvette said.

When Yasmine was about to say something impatiently, she saw a man coming in from the gate. He was wearing a delicate haute couture suit with black shiny leather shoes stepping on the marble floor. Yasmine kept quiet and looked at Yonas gently

"Yasmine was indeed on the phone with me just now. Does Ms. Grant want me to repeat the conversation?" Yonas said.

Everyone looked at Yonas in shock.

"Why does he come? Mr. Russell is here!" one man said.

"He's here to save Yasmine, isn't he? They are intimate.

They may get together, another man said.

"Don't talk nonsense. Mr. Russell is so excellent. He couldn't been with Yasmine, one woman said.

The Flynn family and the Grant family were shocked. Yonas had walked to Yasmine and blocked most of their sight. Yvette said with a pale face, "It's not a big deal. Ms. Sanchez, why do you invite Mr. Russell to support you?" "It has nothing to do with Yasmine. I just saw the anonymous text message sent by Helen, thanks to her, Yonas smiled.