Jasmine Yale was momentarily stunned, but her expression quickly regained composure.
"So..." She showed little emotion.
"Haven't you ever wondered about your biological father?" Cora Jorney looked at Jasmine Yale, her face even calmer than Jasmine's.
Even her eyes were utterly still, without a ripple.
Jasmine's heart skipped a beat.
She then said indifferently, "Professor Jorney, please speak clearly about what you want to tell me. I'm rather slow, and if you don't make it clear, I won't understand."
Deep light shimmered in Jasmine's bright eyes as she intently stared at Cora Jorney, eager to know what she would reveal.
During her time abroad, she had not sought out her biological father.
Firstly, she lacked the means, and secondly... her heart was uneasy.
Moreover, since Sylvan Cheney had told her that her father was already dead, she was even more frightened to search for him.
If she found only a pile of bones or a cold tombstone, it might be better not to know the truth.
