Casandra folded her arms across her chest and stared at Yasmin from head to toe. Naturally, Yasmin didn't understand what to do or say after Casandra had suddenly asked her to talk, especially since she and Frans had just finished kissing. She was now haunted by fear.

"Now tell me, what kind of relationship do you have with Frans?" Casandra asked once her emotions had calmed a bit.

"There's nothing between me and Frans, sis."

"Are you sure there's absolutely nothing between you and Frans?"

Yasmin attempted to maintain her composure, even though her head felt heavy as she did so. But to hide her relationship with Frans, she still...