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Chapter 87: My Park
Her cell phone was ringing non stop, so was Andrew’s. She chose not to pick up but messages were also pouring in, messages she could not help but read. ‘So, Ms. Finch, are you pretending to be aggrieved while forcing Julie to take the blame for you? 'The time on the photos tells everything, you still want to deny it?’ She could not help but reply back to this one message, ‘No! No! These are all Julie Finch’s conspiracies! I have done nothing wrong!” Before she had pressed send on the message, her phone started ringing again. Frustrated, Jasmine threw her phone on the bed screaming in anger. Trembling in rage and fear, Jasmine turned around and faced Andrew, tears slipping down her face. “Andrew, you gotta trust me…but I…I have to go. I don’t feel well. I gotta go home. I’ll explai
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