In the common perception, becoming a stepmother is ultimately a thankless job, especially for someone like Jasmine Yale who has never been married.
"I like Chale," Jasmine Yale said. "Having such a treasure is my good fortune."
"The young master is indeed very well-behaved and obedient."
"Butler Santana, do you think Little Chale resembles me?"
Butler Santana was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "His temperament is very much like yours, and so is his smile. You two really do look like mother and son."
Butler Santana could see that Jasmine Yale truly liked the young master.
And she was not like those other women outside, who treated the young master well only to use Little Chale as a stepping stone to Mr. Cheney.
Let's not mention Mr. Cheney himself; she had seen enough of those women.
"Butler Santana, it must have been hard during those three years in Lonton to take care of Chale alone," said Jasmine Yale, her voice coated with a light layer of melancholy.
