Love Knows No Bounds

It's still warm. She frowned. "Did you call Kelly again? Why won't you let go? She's no longer the woman you think she is, and she's pregnant with Jackson's baby. She's not worth your time!"

Damn you, Kelly. What did you do to my brother? Why does he still love you?

Brian was still holding on as tightly as he could in hopes of closure. And conspiring with Kelly was his chance of getting back at Kendall while dragging Dylan into this mess. His emotions were conflicted when it came to Kelly, but he kept it all bottled up. Then he snatched his phone back. "You love Dylan. Have you let him go? If you can't let him go, then why should I?"

"Don't make this about me. I can't forget about him, but I'm learning to let go. Dating someone who doesn't love me is hell. If I want happiness, I'm much better off dating someone who actually likes me."

The time she spent with Jeffrey was happy, and her outlook on love changed. "Listen to me and forget about her. She's more than meets the eye. None of us know what she really thinks. She might use you as a rebound. She's in love with Jackson, but she told Kendall to date him. Even gave her the idea to kill herself just to refuse marrying Dylan."

"She loves Jackson, and she knows you like her, but did she tell you? No. She leads you on and keeps you as a backup plan. We would have no idea that she loves Jackson if the scandal didn't break out."

Brian said nothing, but he was upset.

"There are more fishes in the sea. Why do you only care about her? She's a lying schemer. Do you want to raise someone else's kid and date someone like her? Even if she does abort the kid, can you really look past the whole thing?"

Brian finally looked at his sister. He hissed, "Stay out of my business, Yasmine. I know what I'm doing. I know what I want. Just stay in your line and go see Frank. It's been a while since you guys met up."

"I've let him go too," Yasmine said. "He's not the best guy for me, and I'm not the best girl for him. I suffered enough from chasing after Dylan. Not going to do that again."

"I used to think only the best men in Orapolis are worthy of me. So that's either Dylan or Frank. But I've looked past that. Forcing myself into that relationship won't end well for either of us, so I won't do it. We don't need a marriage of convenience to bolster our power, so there's no need to hound two men who don't like me. I just want to date the guy I like."

Only a man like that would prioritize her. He would try to cheer her up when she was sad, and he would share in her happiness. Being loved was better than trying to love someone else.

"You're giving up without shooting your shot? But you went after Dylan for years." The news came as a shock. "Do you have someone you like?" She has been going out a lot lately and would come back every time with a grin on her face.

Yasmine smiled. "Not sure, but I'm always happy when I'm with him." Kendall told her to never chase Frank, as he wasn't the best guy for her. She had talked to Kendall enough to realize she was doing it for her own good.

"Well, now I'd like to know who's the lucky guy. I can't believe you ditched two brilliant men for him."

"You know him too, Brian. It's Jeffrey. I've been going out with him, and we're getting along well. He still spoils me like how he used to." Her eyes twinkled with happiness at the mention of Jeffrey.

"Oh, I always knew he had a thing for you. Shows you way too much affection."

Yasmine's smile turned into a grin. "Is that so?"

Brian wanted to say something, but he swallowed his words instead. She looks happy. Like she said, their family didn't need any marriage of convenience. Yasmine marrying someone who would make her happy was acceptable, even if the guy was Jeffrey. The Schuberts weren't as powerful as the Zorns, but they were decent.

…

How should one describe the feeling of running into someone they hated the moment they stepped out of their house? Kendall felt like she wanted to kick a baby. She was heading to Dynasty Hotel with her father for a business talk, but the first thing she saw after emerging from the office was a motorcade of expensive cars blocking the company's entrance.

There was only enough space for the people and some motorcycles to move. Four-wheeled vehicles couldn't break through the line.

The guards couldn't stop this from happening. Before the motorcade was a man in a wheelchair. He was holding a bouquet of gleaming roses, and a row of men in black stood behind him.