Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 2378: Chapter 2378: Women Are Better Off Staying Out of It

Jasmine Yale helped Sylvan Cheney tidy up the apartment, watered his plants, and bought a fresh bouquet of flowers.

The apartment was still the same, and at a glance, her things already outnumbered Sylvan’s.

Jasmine felt a kind of sense of being the lady of the house.

Even though, they hadn’t even gotten past the first stage of commitment.

She placed two plush dolls on the bedside cabinet, so that every morning when she woke up, she could see them and feel good.

... ƒгeewebnovёl.com

In the evening, after work, Sylvan Cheney went straight back to the apartment.

Jasmine had already dressed herself up; she wore a cream-colored scarf, a navy blue hat, and happily sat in the passenger seat.

Sylvan was still dressed the same way he was in the morning, exuding maturity and steadiness.

"Do I look good in these clothes?" Jasmine smiled at Sylvan, "And my new lipstick, just bought it, in plum color."

"You suit light orange and taupe colors more."

"Oh, so you mean... this plum color doesn’t suit me?"

"A little, the color has a strong aura, but that doesn’t stop it from being pretty. You still look great with it on."

"You sure know how to flatter."

Sylvan curled his lips slightly and drove the car towards a nearby western restaurant.

They hadn’t dined together in a long while.

The restaurant was luxuriously decorated, with gilded touches everywhere, even the entrance was opulent, and the staff greeted each customer with a warm bow. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Sylvan had booked a private room on the fifth floor of the restaurant.

The private room had a musical staircase, decorated like a palace.

In such a dining environment, Jasmine felt a little out of place, even her footsteps quieted down a lot.

"This place, quite extravagant, huh?" Jasmine tugged at his sleeve.

"It’s alright."

The musical staircase in the private room was exquisite, a signature feature. When people stepped on it, soft music would play.

The tableware was rose gold, and beautiful fresh flowers adorned the edges of the table.

"The night view here is wonderful, and it’s right in the city center, which is prime real estate. The restaurant owner must be wealthy to open such a luxurious place. Won’t he lose money?"

"When did you start considering such things, hmm?"

"I’ve been reading up on finance lately and paying more attention to these things. I think if I managed a restaurant like this, it would definitely run at a loss."

"High-end restaurants like this have a crucial core—target demographics," Sylvan explained to her. "If you can’t capture the core or if you aim incorrectly, it’s easy to incur losses because the operational management costs are extremely high. But targeting is just the first step to success. Later on, you need targeted marketing and evaluation of this demographic, whose tastes are usually fixed. Once you capture and successfully market to them, the subsequent returns are stable and substantial."

"You’re good at pointing out issues directly," Jasmine felt a sense of enlightenment.

This specific demographic probably included people like Sylvan Cheney.

"The business world is like a battlefield; it’s better for women not to get involved," he said calmly, "Once you do, it’s hard to get out, and to establish oneself in the business world, the costs are notably high. So, I don’t want you to get involved in business matters; some things you don’t have to understand."

"I won’t meddle in business matters, especially big business. I’m just temporarily interested in finance, but I’m the type that loses interest quickly. I’m interested today, might not be tomorrow."