The elevator doors slid open on the 34th floor of Whitmore & Briggs, Manhattan’s most prestigious law firm. Jasmine Reynolds—her legal name—stepped out, heels clicking across the marble, folder in hand. She was early, as always. Columbia Law hadn’t been easy, but Jasmine had graduated with honors, clerked for a federal judge, and earned every line on her résumé without ever mentioning the name that could open any door: Jordan.
Inside Conference Room B, three partners sat across a long table. Marcy Briggs, the senior partner, glanced at Jasmine’s résumé. “Impressive. GPA, moot court, clerkship at Southern District. Why Whitmore & Briggs?”
Jasmine met her gaze. “Your firm sets the bar in civil litigation. I want to be where the work is toughest.”
One of the men smirked. “Everyone says that.”
The interview was grueling—case hypotheticals, ethics scenarios. Jasmine answered each calmly, precisely. Yet, as she left, she sensed a chill. She’d done well, but not perfectly. Still, she hoped.
Two days later, the rejection email arrived: “Not the right fit.” No feedback. No callback. Jasmine stared at her laptop, frustration simmering. She called her mother.
“They passed,” Jasmine said, voice flat.
“Did they know?” her mother asked quietly.
“They know Reynolds. That’s all they need to know.”
Her mother sighed. “Honey, I support you doing this your way. But don’t let pride block your path.”
“It’s not pride,” Jasmine insisted. “It’s about being taken seriously.”
Three blocks away, Eli Turner, a junior associate, scrolled through the firm’s internal email and froze at Jasmine’s name. He remembered her from law school—and he knew “Reynolds” wasn’t the name she usually went by. Eli forwarded the email to Dale Whitmore, adding only: “You may want to call.”
That night, Jasmine’s mother called. “Your father just called. Someone from Whitmore & Briggs wanted to confirm something.”
Jasmine’s stomach dropped. “They found out.”
The next morning, Jasmine ignored calls from unfamiliar numbers. Finally, she called her father.
“You really called them?” she asked.
“They called me,” Michael Jordan replied, his voice calm.
“And you didn’t tell them I wanted to do this alone?”
“I told them they were fools for passing on someone like you. That’s all. When they tried to backtrack, I said no. If they didn’t want Reynolds, they don’t deserve Jordan.”
Jasmine sat down, heart pounding. “That’s not how this works.”
“That’s exactly how it works,” Michael said. “You earned it. That’s what they missed.”
For a week, Jasmine kept to herself. Other interviews waited, but her heart wasn’t in it. If the door slammed shut the moment she dropped the Jordan name, maybe it was time to stop knocking.
Then her father called again. “You want a real challenge?”
“I’m listening,” Jasmine replied.
“There’s a guy in Charlotte—Dante Bryant. Played with me in college. He’s in trouble. Self-defense case, no lawyer, no money. You want to prove yourself? Help him.”
“I’m not even barred in North Carolina.”
“Good thing I know people who can help with that.”
Jasmine groaned, but two weeks later, she was in Charlotte, standing in a community legal aid office across from a 6’5” man with tired eyes.
“You’re Jordan’s daughter?” Dante asked.
“I’m your attorney,” Jasmine replied. “That’s what matters.”
The case was messy. Video footage caught Dante throwing a punch, but not the mugging he’d interrupted. The so-called victim was suing for damages. Jasmine worked late, combing through police reports, talking to street vendors, searching for witnesses.
“Why’d you do it?” she asked Dante one night.
“He tried to steal a kid’s backpack,” Dante said. “I stepped in.”
“Why didn’t you say that before?”
“No one asked.”
Court was in four days. Jasmine was running on fumes, her suit wrinkled, meals skipped. She found a break at a barbershop across the street from the incident. The owner, skeptical at first, let her view the security footage. There it was: a scuffle, a punch, a kid running free.
Jasmine prepped her argument. Self-defense was tricky in civil court, but the footage showed intent—a man protecting a child. The night before the hearing, her father called.
“You ready?” he asked.
“I think so.”
“You’re never really ready. You just show up and make the shots you’ve practiced.”
“I don’t want this to be about you, Dad.”
“It’s not. You’re not me. You’re hungrier.”
The next morning, Jasmine stood before the judge. “My client intervened to protect a child from being mugged. He did not escalate the violence. He ended it.”
The prosecution objected, but Jasmine let the facts speak. The barbershop footage played. Then, unexpectedly, the child’s older sister came forward. “That man,” she said, pointing to Dante, “saved my brother.”
The jury deliberated for two hours. Verdict: not liable. Case dismissed.
Outside, reporters waited. “Are you Michael Jordan’s daughter?” someone shouted.
Jasmine ignored them. She turned to Dante. “You’re free.”
“Never had someone fight for me like that,” he murmured.
“Remember how it feels,” Jasmine said.
That night, a text from her dad: “Heard the result. You earned it, just like I thought you would.”
A day later, Whitmore & Briggs called. “We’d like to revisit your application,” the partner said. “There’s been some new interest.”
Jasmine smirked. “Do you want Reynolds, or do you want Jordan?”
Silence. “We want the attorney who just won a self-defense case with no resources and flipped public opinion overnight.”
“Then we’ll talk,” Jasmine replied.
She returned to New York, this time as outside counsel—not a favor, not a name, but for her work. When the firm later offered her a permanent position, Jasmine hesitated. That weekend, she flew home to Charlotte.
On the porch, Michael poured two glasses of bourbon. “You’re good, you know.”
“I didn’t come for long,” Jasmine said. “I’m thinking about starting my own thing. Helping people no one sees.”
Michael nodded. “That’s the only idea worth chasing.”
Back in New York, Jasmine called Whitmore & Briggs. “I’m not taking the offer,” she said.
“Is this about money?”
“It’s about value. And what I want to build.”
She opened her laptop and typed a name: Reynolds Legal Group. No office yet, just a plan—one case at a time, focused on impact, not headlines.
Six months later, Reynolds Legal had its first win—a class action for tenant rights. The local news covered it, not because of her name, but because of the result. Jasmine smiled as she walked home, past a bookstore window: “Daughters of Giants: Women Who Chose Their Own Path.”
She didn’t stop. She didn’t need to. She had nothing left to prove.
All About Michael Jordan’s Daughter (and Business Partner!) Jasmine Jordan
Michael Jordan’s daughter, Jasmine Jordan, is honoring his work in an important way
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Michael Jordan and his daughter Jasmine Jordan attended the Jordan All-Star event with Fabolous 23 on February 25, 2012, in Windermere, Florida.
Michael Jordan’s legacy lives on through his children, including daughter Jasmine Jordan.
The former NBA star is a father of five — he welcomed three kids with his ex-wife, Juanita Vanoy, including son Jeffrey in 1988, son Marcus in 1990 and daughter Jasmine in 1992. Michael is also a dad to twins Victoria and Ysabel, whom he welcomed in 2014 with his second wife, Yvette Prieto.
Jasmine described herself as a “daddy’s girl growing up” during a May 2020 interview with the Associated Press, noting that Michael still referred to her as “princess” well into her 20s.
“He definitely wanted to coddle and protect and nurture and baby me as much as he [could],” she explained. “But you also knew the harsh reality of the burden that I was going to have to endure the older I got. So he wanted to make sure I had tough skin. And I understood that.”
Jasmine said that even when her father played in the NBA, he made his best efforts to be involved in her childhood, including taking her to school and attending recitals. When he retired in 2003, she said it was a “change in gears.”
“We definitely really worked hard and put forth that effort because obviously once you take something you love away from somebody, it’s that hole — it’s a void,” she said. “So do you fill it or do you just adjust? He definitely adjusted versus trying to find something else to fill it, and that’s something I appreciated … That’s how we’re so close today.”
Here’s everything to know about Michael Jordan’s daughter, Jasmine Jordan.
She was born in 1992
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Michael Jordan with his daughter Jasmine Jordan.
Michael and Vanoy welcomed Jasmine Jordan, their first and only daughter together, on Dec. 7, 1992.
Despite her father being one of the most well-known athletes of all time, Jasmine told Andscape in May 2020 that her dad “was as normal as he could be” when she was growing up.
“He was very involved during my childhood,” she shared. “He would pick me up from school, take me to my activities and be around as much as he could while still juggling practice and becoming the icon he became.”
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Jasmine said even with his busy schedule, she always knew that “he was there.” She explained, “He was as present as he could’ve been, and when he wasn’t I always felt his presence.”
Jasmine described him as an involved parent, even telling the outlet that he would attend parent-teacher conferences but never career day. She noted, “If it had to do with my grades and making sure I was excelling in my curriculars, oh, he was present.”
She grew up in Chicago
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Michael Jordan with his daughter Jasmine Jordan and other family members.
Jasmine and her older brothers, Jeffrey and Marcus, grew up in Chicago while their dad was part of the Chicago Bulls. Michael played for the team from 1984 to 1993 and 1995 to 1998 before he ultimately retired from the NBA in 2003.
Jasmine told Andscapein May 2020 that when she went to Michael’s games, particularly during the 1997-1998 season, the arena was “so loud” it “was almost scary.”
“I knew we were going to games, and it was a family atmosphere because I got to be with my brothers and my mom,” she said. “I just never understood exactly why at the time. It was just so loud. … That’s just something I’ll never forget — the atmosphere and how crazy it really was.”
Looking back on her time in the Windy City, Jasmine told the Chicago Tribunein 2022, “Chicago has a special place in my heart that’s always home, and I’m very excited to continue to leave the legacy there as much as I can. I’m always going to be Chicago through and through.”
Today, Jasmine continues celebrating her father’s legacy in a new location — Charlotte, N.C. Michael attended high school in Wilmington and went to college at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.
Jasmine has her own special memories in North Carolina, too. She told Charlotte Magazine in August 2020, “I got engaged here; I had my son here. I love it here, and I want to give back and be a part of the community that’s supported us from day one.”
“I want to make sure Charlotte knows who I am as Jasmine, a humble individual, but part of an incredible family,” she added.
She didn’t know how famous her father was as a kid
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Michael Jordan and his daughter Jasmine Jordan at a family event.
While the rest of the world knew the magnitude of Michael’s career and impact on the sport, to Jasmine, he was just dad. She revealed on Good Morning America in May 2020 that she didn’t know how famous Michael was until she looked him up online as a pre-teen.
“I had kids and teachers … at school telling me, ‘It’s incredible your father is who he is.’ And I’m thinking you all haven’t met my father to my knowledge, how do you know this?” she explained. “So I did, I Googled him. And I found a lot clearly.”
Jasmine shared that she immediately brought it up to Michael. “I had that conversation with my father afterward and he just laughed and was like, ‘Hey, there’s no way to really tell you anything like that,’ ” she recounted.
“But between him and my mom, they made sure that we felt like he was normal as can be, and we grew up very normal, and for that, I’m grateful,” she noted.
She played basketball — but it wasn’t for her
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Michael Jordan, wearing the #23 jersey for the Chicago Bulls, celebrates with his family after winning the 1996 NBA title against the Seattle SuperSonics in Game Six of the 1996 NBA Finals at the United Center on June 16, 1996, in Chicago, Illinois.
For a short period of time, Jasmine tried to follow in her father’s footsteps and played basketball for several years. However, she said the sport ultimately wasn’t for her.
Jasmine told Andscape in May 2020 that she “always loved basketball,” particularly watching and learning more about the game. She gave the sport a try from 4th to 8th grade, but the experience was not long-lasting for the daughter of an NBA star.
“The coach was really supportive of me, not because of who I was, but because I was the tallest girl at that time,” she told the outlet. “In their mind, they’re thinking, ‘We got the best center. We’re just going to be winning championships.’ Don’t get me wrong, we did win a lot during my three to four years playing. But I knew I wasn’t good.”
Jasmine revealed she relied on her height, and when she realized she “wasn’t willing to commit to the hours outside of practice,” the sport wasn’t for her. Michael wasn’t bothered by the news that she didn’t want to play the sport anymore, though.
“He was like, ‘Hey, you tried it, boo, and that’s all that matters. Do what you want to do,’ “ she recalled. “There was no pressure to continue. He even knew as much as I did that it wasn’t meant for me and I could just love the game as a fan.”
She graduated from Syracuse University
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Michael Jordan with his daughter, Jasmine Jordan.
Jasmine is an alum of Syracuse University, where she studied sports management. She graduated from David B. Falk College of Sport and Human Dynamics in May 2014, according to Syracuse.com.
In 2013, she told the blog The Boss Up that she had a hard time in the beginning. When news broke about where Jasmine was attending college, she found herself the subject of “unwanted attention” online and in person.
“It made my first year hard because everyone knew my face and assumed they knew my story as well,” she explained.
Four years later, Michael attended Jasmine’s graduation and celebrated with his daughter after the ceremony.
She is a mom
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Michael Jordan is pictured with his daughter, Jasmine Jordan, and his grandson Rakeem Michael Christmas.
Jasmine and Rakeem Christmas welcomed their son, Rakeem Michael Christmas, in 2019.
Michael opened up about becoming a first-time grandparent during an October 2019 appearance on Today, sharing, “It’s fun because I can actually hold him and play with him and I’m having fun watching him.”
Jasmine described her dad as “so soft” and “super involved” as a grandfather to Andscapein May 2020. “My son has him wrapped around his finger,” she said.
“It took him a minute to actually understand like, ‘Dang, I’m a grandpa,’ “ Jasmine shared. “He never wants to feel like he’s old, but he is a grandpa, and he loves it. He loves playing with his grandson and it’s something that I think he never knew he was gonna love as much as he does.”
In a May 2020 interview with the Associated Press, she further elaborated how Michael was adjusting to life as a grandfather. She told the outlet during the COVID-19 pandemic, “He’s been very hands-on and very involved in my son, even during these crazy times.”
“He FaceTimes everyday or Zoom or something just so [their] relationship can continue to cultivate and bond and grow,” she explained. “It’s an incredible relationship to see them develop.”
