Jasmine emerged from her intense flashback and stopped in front of the fortress gates. She knew Ziyaisko could be her biggest weapon to strike at Dmitry. She turned off the car engine and entered the outer lobby instead of going inside the fortress.
She saw Ziyaisko stepping out of his Bentley, lighting a cigarette. He was likely waiting nearby after receiving Jasmine's message.
Jasmine quickly walked towards Ziyaisko. Ziyaisko laughed when he saw her.
"Come, Jessie. You want me to..." Before Ziyaisko could finish, Jasmine quickly moved right up to him.
Then Jasmin came closer. Jasmin grabbed Ziyaisko's tie and pulled him closer.
Jasmine tightly grasped Ziyaisko's silk tie from his collar and pulled him aggressively towards herself. Their faces were nearly touching. This intimacy was fueled by rage and planning, not attraction.
Ziyaisko was taken aback. This was exactly the kind of aggressive attention he desired from Jasmine.
Jasmine's eyes were sharp and cold. She spoke in a whisper, but her tone was a command.
"Hey, listen. Will you take me to your fiancée, even for a bit?" she said.
Ziyaisko's eyes widened. He hadn't expected this. Jasmine—the woman who hated him—was asking to see his fiancée. Ziyaisko realized Jasmine wanted to use him in a new game. His obsession now inclined him to support Jasmine's plan.
"You... you really want to go, Jessie?" Ziyaisko smiled. "Do you want to peek into my private life?"
"I want to see if the woman you're marrying can beat me," Jasmine replied through gritted teeth. "Take me. Now."
Ziyaisko felt this was a great opportunity to gain control over Jasmine. He agreed to play her game.
Then Ziyaisko agreed.
"Alright, Jessie," Ziyaisko whispered. "But remember, you are in my hands. I really like this boldness of yours."
Ziyaisko released his tie and, smiling, opened the Bentley's door, gesturing for Jasmine to sit inside. Jasmine quickly got in the car. Her new destination—Ziyaisko's fiancée's house. Jasmine quickly sat in the passenger seat of the Bentley. Ziyaisko got into the driving seat and started the car. This strange journey to meet the mafia boss's fiancée began.
Then they set off.
Ziyaisko was driving with a confident smile. He was quite pleased with Jasmine's unexpected interest.
"I knew it, Jessie," Ziyaisko said. "You wouldn't be able to completely ignore me. My fiancée's name is Sophia. She is very sweet, but not fire like you."
Jasmine gave no reply. She wanted to keep herself cold. Her goal at this moment was to unsettle Ziyaisko, forcing him to reveal important information.
Suddenly, Jasmine made an unbelievable move. Without any warning, she turned towards Ziyaisko in the driving seat.
While Ziyaisko was driving, Jasmin sat down on Ziyaisko's lap.
Jasmine settled her full weight onto Ziyaisko's lap. The Bentley was moving fast. This unexpected physical intimacy and her presence in the driver's seat put Ziyaisko in an extremely uncomfortable position. His attention momentarily drifted from the road.
Ziyaisko's face flushed. He quickly gripped the steering wheel and somehow managed to control the car.
"Jessie! What are you doing?" Ziyaisko said in a hushed tone, his voice shaking with excitement. "I am driving! And you... why are you doing this?"
But there was no emotion in Jasmine's eyes. She settled comfortably on Ziyaisko's lap in a completely professional manner. Her eyes were focused on her spy phone.
She was looking at her mobile phone.
Jasmine pretended that sitting on Ziyaisko's lap was as normal as sitting on a comfortable seat. She feigned being busy on the phone, but in reality, she was closely observing Ziyaisko's tight grip, his rapidly beating heart, and his nervousness.
Ziyaisko was now driving the car with one hand on the steering wheel, and on his lap sat his brother's wife, the sole reason for his revenge. This dual pressure was enough to mentally break Ziyaisko.
"You are taking me to your fiancée, Ziyaisko," Jasmine said in a neutral voice. "I want to ensure you don't take your attention off the road. Sophia deserves all your attention. Now drive, and remember—I want an important piece of information from you before we reach your fiancée."
Ziyaisko was driving, but his mind was completely under Jasmine's control. This unusual physical intimacy was Jasmine's new strategy to discover Ziyaisko's psychological vulnerability to Dmitry. While Jasmine sat on Ziyaisko's lap, pretending to look at her spy phone, Ziyaisko drove quickly, feeling uncomfortable. Jasmine's physical presence put Ziyaisko in extreme conflict. He was no longer a mafia boss, but a nervous lover, a prisoner in Jasmine's hands.
Jasmine used this opportunity and reached the destination before she could question Ziyaisko.
Then they stopped in front of a large house.
The Bentley stopped in front of a massive, modern-style house. The house was very luxurious, but it did not have the heavy security system of Dmitry's fortress. This was Sophia's house, Ziyaisko's fiancée.
Ziyaisko braked quickly, as if he wanted to escape from this uncomfortable situation.
"Get down, Jessie," Ziyaisko whispered, his breathing rapid. "This is Sophia's house. See what you wanted to see."
Jasmine looked at Ziyaisko's face for a moment. The intense nervousness was still in his eyes. This vulnerability was invaluable to Jasmine.
Jasmine slowly got off Ziyaisko's lap. Her silence created even more mental pressure on Ziyaisko.
"I have a task before going to your fiancée," Jasmine said.
Jasmine got out of the car and took out her phone. She needed to quickly alert Ji-Han. If this meeting was somehow part of Viktor's game, Ji-Han needed to be prepared. Jasmine got out of the car and glanced at Ziyaisko. Then she took out her spy phone. At this moment, preparing Ji-Han was more important than meeting Sophia.
Jasmine quickly used her own spy network, avoiding Ziyaisko's encrypted channel, and sent a brief message to Ji-Han's encrypted line:
"Coming to Sophia's address. Ziyaisko's fiancée. Be prepared. This might be part of Viktor's game. Come quickly. - J"
After sending the message, Jasmine put the phone in her pocket. Now she went with Ziyaisko to Sophia.
Ziyaisko went ahead and rang the doorbell. A servant opened the door. Ziyaisko entered, and Jasmine followed him.
Sophia was in the drawing room. She was wearing a beautiful and elegant dress. She possessed the cold aristocracy typical of the mafia world. Sophia smiled faintly when she saw Ziyaisko.
But her gaze fixed on Jasmine, who was behind Ziyaisko. A mixture of surprise and jealousy flashed across Sophia's smile for a moment.
Jasmine stopped near the door and spoke in an extremely polite manner, contrary to her true nature.
Then Jasmin went and knocked on the door and said, "May I come in?"
Jasmine knew that even though Sophia was her rival, the act of politeness was necessary here.
Sophia quickly composed herself. She glanced at Ziyaisko, then allowed Jasmine to enter.
Then Sophia said, "Yes, you may come in."
Sophia now looked at Jasmine with more attention. Jasmine's beauty and confidence were unforgettable. Sophia recognized Jasmine.
Then Sophia said, "You are the model, aren't you? What a great fortune for me!"
Sophia's words held a slight sarcasm and wonder. She knew this woman was the center of Ziyaisko's obsession.
Ziyaisko was quite enjoying the situation. "Sophia, this is Jasmine. My brother Dmitry's wife. Jasmine wanted to see my future wife."
Sophia now asked Jasmine to sit down, but her eyes were focused on the body language of Jasmine and Ziyaisko. Jasmine smiled at Sophia.
"I am truly fortunate, Sophia. I have heard so much about your beauty," Jasmine said. Her goal was to draw Sophia's attention completely to herself and sideline Ziyaisko. Jasmine smiled and complimented Sophia. Sophia was still somewhat astonished. Ziyaisko was very confident in this situation, because Jasmine had come to his fiancée—which was a big victory for him.
But Jasmine's intention was different. She was not seeing Sophia as a rival, but wanted to create mental pressure on Ziyaisko.
Jasmine now turned directly to Ziyaisko. Her goal would be achieved if she could insult or control Ziyaisko in front of Sophia.
Jasmine signaled to Ziyaisko in an extremely commanding manner, but with a cold look in her eyes.
Then Jasmin signaled to him.
The signal was very subtle: Jasmine made a quick twist with her right hand, pointing towards Ziyaisko, and then directed it towards the door. The meaning was: "You leave this place now."
Ziyaisko did not understand Jasmine's signal at first, but when Jasmine's eyes looked at him directly in a commanding manner, all of Ziyaisko's arrogance shattered. Fearing humiliation in front of Sophia, Ziyaisko made a quick decision. Jasmine had pushed him into a corner right in front of his fiancée.
Sophia was surprised, understanding the situation.
"Jessie, what are you saying?" Ziyaisko said in a slightly weak voice.
"Your fiancée wants to have a private word with me, Ziyaisko," Jasmine said, smiling sweetly at Sophia. "You wait outside."
Ziyaisko's obsession with Jasmine forced him to obey her command. He gave Sophia an embarrassed look and quickly left the room.
Ziyaisko left.
After Ziyaisko left, Sophia and Jasmine were alone in the room. Jasmine would now begin her real move. By removing Ziyaisko, her conversation with Sophia would make Ziyaisko even more nervous.