"Hmm hmm." The woman nodded her head as she walked, her face showing an enchanting smile.
"No need to trouble the servants, I can carry it myself. Stacy is with me, she's also helping carry some. I spent a lot of money tonight, hoping you can earn lots to support me!" The woman laughed happily, speaking entirely in Chinese.
As she passed by Jasmine Yale, she noticed all Jasmine's handbags had fallen to the ground and gave Jasmine a glance.
"Your things have dropped." She touched Jasmine's elbow.
Jasmine snapped back to reality and looked down.
She crouched and picked up everything.
Their eyes met, and Jasmine paused briefly; the woman on the phone was none other than the mixed-race beauty who had liked the same dress as her earlier that night.
Jasmine lifted the bags.
The woman coyly continued her call, "No no, I wasn't talking to you just now, I was speaking to a pretty girl. Her stuff fell, and I reminded her to pick it up."
