When Sharon Allyson went back, Jameson Proctor was not at home.
She fished out her phone and saw that Jameson Proctor had sent her a message an hour ago, saying
that there was something work and he probably wouldn't be back tonight.
Sharon Allyson replied with a few words, saying she was home, and then put her things down on the
couch.
Not long after, Jameson Proctor's phone call came through, whispering, "Had dinner yet?"
"I ate at Tiffany's."
Jameson Proctor added, "Go to bed early.Don't wait for me."
Sharon Allyson paused, "Is...something wrong?"
"There's been a little problem with the project in London, nothing major"
Sharon Allyson said, "Go back to work then."
After hanging up the phone, Sharon Allyson lay on the couch for a while before getting up and going to
the bathroom.
It took an hour for Sharon Allyson to come out of the bathroom.She lay in bed, tossing and turning,
unable to sleep.
As soon as she closed her eyes, it was as if she could always hear the cries of small children.
Perhaps God felt that she had been given two children, yet couldn't protect them, so he reclaimed her
right to be a mother.
In fact, before her first pregnancy, Sharon Allyson didn't like children that much either.
It was just that when the little life began to grow in the belly, gradually had its own consciousness and
ideas, and she even could feel him turning over inside her, as well as moving his little arms and legs—
that wonderful feeling of blood connection amplified all her senses.
And also, there was the overwhelming anticipation of the little one's arrival.
Sharon Allyson drifted off to sleep until the latter part of the night.She hadn't fallen asleep for long when
she heard a subtle movement from the bedroom.
Sharon Allyson opened her eyes in a daze and saw Jameson Proctor walking to the checkroom.
In a trance, she thought she was dreaming.
Jameson Proctor had just taken out his suitcase when a weary female voice came from behind him,
"Where are you going?"
He turned his head, and there was Sharon Allyson in her nightgown, her face drowsy with sleep.
Jameson Proctor walked over, took her in his arms, and said slowly, "It's a bit complicated over there.I
need to go over there."
"London?"
"Yeah."
Sharon Allyson added, "So how many days are you going to be there?"
"Not sure, a week if fast."
Sharon Allyson got out of his arms, "Then I'll help you pack."
She took one step, and Jameson Proctor grabbed her wrist, "I'll do it, you go to bed"
Sharon Allyson yawned and walked forward, "Remember how you used to call me up at night to help
you pack? Now you're suddenly so nice."
Jameson Proctor's lips curled up, and he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his
chin on her shoulder, "It was different then."
"Different how?"
"It was just an excuse for wanting to see you back then."
Sharon Allyson couldn't help but tsk, rummaging through her closet for clothes, "I didn't hear it as an
excuse.It was a capitalist's relentless oppression and exploitation."
Jameson Proctor raised his eyebrows, "How else could I make you come back?"
He kept holding her.
Sharon Allyson couldn't even pack.So she lifted her shoulders, "Stahp!"
"No."
Jameson Proctor nibbled sideways on her ear, "I'm going to be there for at least a week.Won't you miss
me?"
Sharon Allyson said, "You haven't even left yet.What is there to miss?"
Jameson Proctor gave a low laugh, "Take care of yourself while I'm gone, and if you run into any
trouble or something you can't solve, go to William Hood and Dean Wilson."
"Got it"
Jameson Proctor stopped talking but still held her and didn't let go.
Sharon Allyson whispered, "Is there anything else?"
"Star Lake Mansion is finished."
"Ah...pretty quick."
Jameson Proctor's thin lips moved down, and he bit on her neck.
Sharon Allyson stifled a hiss and frowned, "Are you a dog?"
"Don't you always call me that?"
Sharon Allyson, "..."
He knew everything.
Jameson Proctor added, "When I get back, we'll move?"
Sharon Allyson paused slightly in his hands, and only after a moment did she say, "Yes, when you get
back, I have something to tell you, too"
"You can't tell me now?"
"No."
Jameson Proctor said, "It's a good thing I'm not a curious person, or you could have killed me in a
week."
Sharon Allyson, "..."
She got out of Jameson Proctor's arms, "Well, I'm going to keep packing.You go out and get some
sleep...When are you leaving?"
"The flight is at five."
Sharon Allyson asked, "What time is it?"
"Three."
Sharon Allyson said, "Then do you want to sleep for half an hour? I'll call you later."
Jameson Proctor loosened his tie, "No, Jacob Green is waiting for me downstairs."
"Then I'll pack faster."
Ten minutes later, Sharon Allyson closed the suitcase, walked Jameson Proctor to the door, and waved
at him, "Take care on your way and call me when you get there."
Jameson Proctor nodded, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.
He lowered his head to kiss her with the tip of his tongue probing in.He released Sharon Allyson just as
she was about to lose her breath, "I'm leaving.Go back to bed."
Sharon Allyson nodded, "Bye"
After Jameson Proctor entered the elevator, Sharon Allyson closed the door, went to her room, and fell
back into bed, unable to sleep at all.
But with a huge workload waiting for her to handle, Sharon Allyson had to keep her eyes closed and
sleep.
When the alarm went off, she stretched out and lifted the quilt to get up.
Now all the suspended projects of the Beale Group have been fully resumed.
The bank loan also arrived quickly.
Sharon Allyson immediately paid the workers.
Although this action made some senior management dissatisfied, they didn't raise any objection
because they still remembered how Sharon treated Kale Bee during the meeting.
And the people sent by Sharon now were also each to the post and gradually got started.
If the current trend could continue without significant problems, the Beale Group would come through
the crisis in no time.
But imagination and reality were always very different.
Sharon Allyson had just arrived at the company when Jayden Bower came to her, saying that after
starting construction, it was discovered that a batch of materials could not be used anymore and had to
be replaced immediately.
And to top it off, the same materials were used in almost all of the projects.
This meant that if the replacement was not found in a hurry, all the projects would be stopped again.
And it was not easy to choose and purchase new materials suddenly, and it also would cost a lot of
money.
"Ms.Allyson, what should we do now?"
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