Hearing that, Julian breathed a sigh of relief and gave a forced smile, "I see.I thought I knew Mr.Proctor
well."
Just as Sharon was about to reply, a gentle male voice came from behind her, "I also feel that
Ms.Allyson knows me quite well."
Julian hurriedly said, "Mr.Proctor, Sharon didn't mean that...."
"Sharon?"
Jameson sneered coldly, "It sounds that you are quite close."
Julian was extremely nervous, "I...Sharon and l...."
Sharon looked at Jameson and said calmly, "Mr.Proctor, if you have problems with me, just come to
me.Don't get him involved."
Jameson turned to her slowly.
He looked gloomy.
When Julian saw they were at loggerheads, he wanted to say something, but he gave up.
After a few seconds, Jameson said coldly, "Ms.Allyson, you are quite arrogant."
"Let's call it a day.Please excuse me."
As Sharon spoke, she nodded at Jameson and turned around to leave.
"Sharon."
Julian hurriedly called her, then he turned to Jameson and said, "I'm really sorry, Mr.Proctor.Please
allow me to see Sharon off."
Sharon came to the door late.
When she was waiting for the taxi, she saw Julian out and said, "I can go back by myself.You don't
have to send me off."
Julian said, "It's fine.I'll leave after you get on the car."
Hearing this, Sharon nodded and remained silent.
Julian could feel her anger just by standing beside her.
He hesitated for a while before asking, "Sharon, do you know Mr.Proctor before?"
Sharon was surprised, not knowing how to answer.
Julian said, "Both of you are from South City.Did you have any misunderstandings?"
Actually, it was obvious that they had a conflict.
Judging from such a terrible attitude, either they had some bad blood, or they didn't like each other.
However, Mr.Proctor was powerful and he attended to myriad affairs daily.
How could he find fault with the girl he had met for the first time? It had been more than half a month
since Sharon moved to Bridge Street.
She smiled brightly at everyone.
Everybody knew that she was gentle and had a good temper.
Julian had never seen her talk to anyone in such a cold tone.
Sharon didn't know how to explain.
The taxi came at the right time.
She said, "If you have something to say, we can talk about it tomorrow.Excuse me."
Julian nodded, "Send me a message when you get home.’
"Alright."
After the taxi left, Julian slowly looked back.
When he returned to the private room, the leader was slightly dissatisfied, "Julian, where have you
been for such a long time?"
"Alright, stop explaining.Mr.Proctor has left.Let's call it a day.’ When Sharon returned home, Charlotte
had fallen asleep.
It was quiet, only echoed by the occasional chirping.
She sat in the courtyard and looked at the sky with her cheeks propped up.
Far beyond the horizon, the moon slowly appeared, and was soon covered by clouds.
Sharon was in a trance.She sighed silently.
When she retracted her hand, she found that the earring on her left ear was gone.She didn't know
when that earring dropped.What a bad luck.
Every time she met Jameson, she would have a bad day.
Sharon looked weary.
Just as she was about to return to her room, a knock came from outside the door.
She paused and looked over subconsciously.
It was so late, and the neighbors were all asleep.
Who it could be? Sharon asked softly, "Who is it?"
No one answered.Sharon intended to ignore it.
She had just taken two steps into the room when another knock came on the door.
Soon, she heard Jacob's voice, "Ms.Allyson, it's me."
Sharon didn't know what to say.She opened the door and saw Jacob smiling.
Beside Jacob was a tall and slender figure.
It was Jameson, who stuck his hands in his pants pockets and faced her sideways, staring into the
night.
Sharon suppressed her anger and said, "It's so late.Is there anything I can do for you?"Jacob coughed,
"Did you come for Mr.Proctor this morning? Mr.Proctor is free now."
"Oh, I'm fine now.’ As she spoke, she took a step back.
Just as she was about to close the door, Jameson turned to look at her with a gloomy face, "Sharon,
don't push it."
Sharon said very kindly, "Mr.Proctor, what do you mean? I know who I am.I'll never do what I shouldn't
do."
Seeing that they seemed to be in another deadlock, Jacob could only take the role of peacemaker,
saying, "Ms.Allyson, are you looking for Mr.Proctor for the resort hotels? But you misunderstood.This
project was decided last year, and no one knew you would live here.What a coincidence!"
After he finished speaking, Jameson said impatiently, "Why are you telling her this?"
Jacob took a few steps back and remained silent.
He thought, "If you don't want me to tell her, why don't you interrupt me at the beginning? But say it till
now!"
Hearing this, Sharon kept silent.
Judging from today’s situation, she knew that Jameson wasn't here for her.
Maybe she was self-sentimental again.
Fortunately, she didn't see him this morning.
Otherwise, he would have mocked at her.
Sharon said, "I see.Thank you, Mr.Proctor, for explaining to me."
Jameson looked dissatisfied, "I was not here to explain to you, Sharon.Shame on you."
"Well, Mr.Proctor..."
Jameson took out his hand that was in his pants pocket.
He tossed something, and it flew towards Sharon.
She subconsciously caught it and saw what it was in her palm clearly with light.
She was surprised.
So he found her lost earring? While she was absent-minded, Jameson had already crossed the
threshold and entered the courtyard.
He looked around and said, "Is that all? You are happy to live here?"
Sharon gritted her teeth and resisted the impulse to cast him out.
"Naturally, it's not comparable to your expensive villas."
Jameson took a deep look at her and said, "Can't you be friendly?"
"Mr.Proctor, you came uninvited at midnight.I didn't call the police just out of courtesy.As for the
speaking style, it's my thing.You can leave if you don't want to hear it."
Jameson stared at her and suddenly sneered, "Sharon, I should have brought a camera to shoot
you.Did you remember how you behave when you asked me for help, and now you change so soon?"
Sharon held her tongue.
Was it that obvious? She took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Mr.Proctor, I'm not living here
alone.Please don't disturb others.If you have..."
Before she could finish speaking, the lights in the room were turned on.
The next second, Charlotte's voice sounded, "Sharon, who are you talking to?"
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