CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND THIRTY THREE – THE PLAN OF ATTACK

The days leading up to the lavish dinner party were a whirlwind of activity for Jasmine. She spent hours meticulously selecting the perfect ensemble – a sleek, crimson gown that hugged her curves in all the right places, paired with a dazzling set of diamond earrings and a matching bracelet. Every detail had to be flawless, from the elegant updo she had her hairstylist craft to the precise application of her makeup. As she stood before the mirror, putting the final touches on her appearance, Gordon emerged from the bedroom, his eyes widening in appreciation. "Jasmine, you look..." He trailed off, seemingly at a loss for words. She turned to face him, a coy smile playing on her lips. "Well? Don't leave a lady in suspense." Gordon shook his head in wonder. "Stunning. Absolutely stunning." Warmth blossomed in Jasmine's chest at his sincere compliment. She crossed the room, taking his hands in hers. "Gordon, I know we've been through so much together, but tonight is crucial. If I'm