The manager hesitated for a long time.
He did not know how to answer, nor did he know why Jameson would interfere in this matter.
Last time, Jameson did not say anything when he knew that Ruben needed money...
Putting on a sullen look, Jameson already knew the answer, "You can go out now."
"Yes, yes.’’ The manager heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly left, as if he had gone through many
hardships and finally managed to save his life.
After the private room door closed, William said, "Your brother-in-law sold the admission letter?"
Jameson looked at William expressionlessly.
William quickly corrected, "Your ex-wife's younger brother.’’
Jameson withdrew his gaze and poured a glass of wine as he said coldly, "It has nothing to do with
me.’ Hearing this, William couldn't help but signed.
If it really didn't matter, Jameson wouldn't have called Twilight's manager over for an inquiry.
At this time, Jacob knocked on the door and came in.
"Mr.Proctor, ...Ms.Allyson’'s father has come here.He wanted to see you and said that the creditor
would give him three days to pay the money back."
Jameson did not raise his head and said coldly, "Tell him to go away.’
"...Yes."
After Jacob left, the private room door was closed once more.
Jameson's handsome features seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, and no one could tell his
emotion now.
He clenched the glass and said, "Do you still think I love her?"
William was stunned, "What?"
"Three years ago, she gave up the chance to go to Paris for money.Three years later, her brother gave
up the admission letter for money.Do the mercenaries have any merits?"
"Isn't there a reason for that?"
Jameson sneered, "No matter what the reason is, a man who has given up on his own future deserves
no pity.’
At home, Sharon hung up the phone while Tiffany was walking over with snacks in her arms.
Tiffany was envious, "I also want to have a provincial topper as my brother.Once the man can't be
trusted, at least I can rely on brother.By the way, what did Ruben call you about?"
Sharon smiled, "He will start new school year tomorrow.After that, he will have a training for half a
month.He asked me to take good care of myself."
"That's right.Why did I forget the military training? It's simply a nightmare.’ Tiffany thought for a
moment, "Well, let's send Ruben to school tomorrow.
At the same time, we can also visit his school and see if there are any handsome boys in his dormitory.’
Sharon signed, "Forget it.Ruben won't want us to go."
Tiffany lay on her bed and said, "That's right.He is sometimes as stubborn as you.Maybe another time."
After a while, Sharon asked gently, "Has Asher been contacting with you recently?"
"I've blacked out his contact information.I guess that he's happily chatting with the bi*ch Yadira.I wish
that they won't end up a happy couple."
"Then if ...Asher's mother invites you to her birthday party, will you go?"Sharon asked.
Tiffany sneered, "I will go, why not? I want to tell his mother in front of his friends and relatives what
kind of trash he is.I will also print the shameless couple on the leaflets and give them out."
Sharon didn't know what to say.She sighed.She couldn't get much valuable suggestion from Tiffany.
Evie was a tough woman who would never receive others’ refusal.
It seemed that Sharon had to go.
The Proctors always acted in such a way that they had accustomed to criticizing others from a
subjective perspective and forcing others to do things they didn't like to do.
Perhaps all the rich people were so unreasonable and self-righteous.
The next afternoon, when she was drawing a draft, Sharon received an unfamiliar phone call,
"Ms.Allyson, I will come to pick you up for Mrs.Proctor's birthday banquet.Would you like to go
downstairs yourself or should I go upstairs?"
Sharon pursed her lips and said, "I'll come down by myself.Wait a moment.’
"Okay.
After hanging up, she took a look at the untouched envelop on the table and took a deep breath before
leaving.
Downstairs, a middle-aged man looked at Sharon and said, "Ms.Allyson, are you going to dress like
this?"
Sharon dressed loosely and put on a makeup.
She said, "I went to say happy birthday to Mrs.Proctor and returned the things before leaving."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and opened the car door for her.
Evie's birthday banquet was held at the Proctor's.
It was different from the past.
Today, it was bustling.
There were many luxury cars in the mansion, and the guests chatted with each other happily.
Sharon got off the car and looked down at this luxurious place.
She turned around, only to find that the middle-aged man had disappeared sometime.
Sharon could see Evie only after she walked through the courtyard filled with distinguished guests.
Now, Sharon understood what Evie meant by inviting her over.
Only when she saw the difference between the Proctors and her would Sharon not try to get anything
that did not belong to her.
Every step she took today was to make her more sober.
Sharon clenched her fists and walked in step by step.
All the guests were well-dressed.
Seeing Sharon dressed casually, they felt surprised and whispered to each other.
Some of these people recognized her as Jameson's wife, and some did not know who she was.
After walking past the courtyard, Sharon stopped and stood at the door as she pursed her lips slightly.
At this moment, a gentle male voice suddenly came from behind her, "Sharon?"
Sharon turned around and greeted, "Mr.Proctor.’’
Jeffery put on a faint smile as he steered his wheelchair closer to her.
"Did you come with Jameson?"
Sharon shook her head, "I'm here to find Mrs.Proctor.’ Hearing this, Jeffery was somewhat surprised.
Sharon took out an envelope from her bag and said, "It's good to see Mr.Proctor here.Please give this
envelope to Mrs.Proctor for me.I won't go in."
"This..."
Jeffery did not reach out to pick it up, but asked, "Has my mother talked with you? Because of Erica?"
"That's right.Martin and I are just friends.There's really no need for her to do this."
Jeffery looked around and slowly said, "It's rare for you to come here.Don't leave in a hurry.Push me to
the back."
Sharon could not refuse his request, so she put the envelope in her bag and pushed Jeffery into the
garden behind the mansion.
The further they went, the fewer people there were.
Jeffery suddenly said, "I guess you must be very curious about why my mother didn't object your
marriage with Jameson but looked for trouble with you just because of the marriage between Erica and
Martin, right?"
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