William strategically retreated and said, "Calm down.I'm just telling the truth.Think about what you have
done to her before.Would you let it go if you were her?"
"I wasn't good to her?"
"Were you?"
William's question drew him back to himself.
He swallowed two cups of wine before he said, "She's the one lying in the first place.Otherwise, I
wouldn't have done something like this to her."
William said, "Jameson, you know Sharon.Are you still accusing her with lying and faking pregnancy in
order to marry into the Proctor family?"
Hearing this, Jameson clutched his fingers on the cup and frowned.
"Sharon is smart, beautiful, talented and has a lot of shining points.Even if she didn't marry you, there
would be plenty of pursuers.The reason you love her is definitely because you have been attracted by
her when being together.But if she really was the kind of person who would use fake pregnancy to
achieve her goals, would she exude such charming personality?"
Jameson's jaw tightened slightly.
After William pointed out what he had ignored, a terrifying idea suddenly came to his mind.
Ever since they got married, Sharon had seldom asked for money.
Each time, the amount wasn't large.
Besides, she would write an IOU.
And each time, the money was for Josh.
Apart from that, she seemed not to have used Mrs.Proctor's position to benefit herself.
After the divorce, she never said a word about Jameson, not even when rumors said that she was the
mistress.
William shook his glass right in front of his face, "Anyway, I think you should go back to investigate
what happened three years ago."
Jameson stood up and left with a gloomy face.
William turned his head.
"Hey, what about the drinks?"
Jameson came out of the Twilight Club and gave Jacob orders, "Go and check what happened three
years ago during my business trip to London.’
At that time, he was annoyed at the sight of Sharon.
He used business trip as an excuse to stay in London for two months.
On the night he came back, when he saw Sharon's flat belly, he sneered.
He didn't even ask and claimed that she was faking her pregnancy.
Jacob followed him and pondered.
He said, "Mr.Proctor, Miss Proctor took a sudden leave abroad at that time.Do you want me to check
on her?"
Jameson paused and frowned, "Erica?"
Jacob nodded and said, "Words came that Miss Proctor suddenly canceled a very important party in
order to go abroad.But it was arranged by Victoria and I need more details."
Jameson's eyes twinkled.
He bent and got into his black Rolls-Royce.
His driver asked, "Mr.Proctor, would you like to go back to the Star Lake Mansion?"
Jameson paused a few seconds before he said emotionlessly, "No, I want to go somewhere else.’
When Sharon was tidying up her place, she heard footsteps coming from behind.
Before she could turn around, she found her wrist being grabbed by someone, forcing her into her
office.
All of these happened in a blink of an eye.
The other two girls in the studio, including Tiffany, were stunned, "Should we call the police?"
Tiffany finally came to herself and smiled awkwardly, "Maybe not.Let's see what's going on.’
As she spoke, she could not help but lean closer to the office, eager to hear what was happening.
What was wrong with Jameson, the jerk? Inside her office, Sharon was desperately trying to shake off
Jameson's hand but failed.
She yelled out angrily, "Are you crazy? Let me go!"
In the meantime, she turned and rushed to the door.But the door was just opened a little before closed
again.
Jameson put an arm against the door.
His dark eyes focused on her, "Sharon, let me ask you a question.No joke.’’
Sharon showed a wry face, "Do you sound like you want to have a talk with me, Mr.Proctor?"
"You've been hard on me recently.I cannot get close to you without this attitude."
The jerk did have self-awareness.
Sharon tried her last attempt to get rid of him and realized she was no match for his strength.
She simply said, "Mr.Proctor, please ask."
‘And then get lost!’ She ceased to struggle and Jameson loosened his grip.
He said in a low voice, "Three years ago, how did you lose your child?"
Sharon did not expect him to ask such a question.
She couldn't speak a word and stood there for a long time, astonished.Jameson didn't push and waited
quietly.
After a while, Sharon grinned and looked up at him.
"Didn't Mr.Proctor always say that I faked my pregnancy? Why bother to ask?"
Jameson pursed his thin lips and said, "Just tell me."
"If it were three months ago, I might have given you the answer that was far beyond your imagination,
but now...."
She paused for a moment, a trace of mockery appearing on her face.
"I don't want to say it because you don't deserve to know.Jameson's handsome face grew darker.The
word she used was not ‘need’, but ‘deserve’.”
Sharon continued indifferently, "What, did I say something wrong? People like you won't show any
respect for life.You treated your own child cold-bloodedly.What do you expect from me? Even if I will
talk, can anything be changed? Can the baby come back?"
Jameson said, "Why didn't you explain?"
"Explain?"
That was funny.
"Haven't you, Mr.Proctor, already drawn a conclusion of who I am? Would you listen if I explained? No,
I would humiliate myself."
She did explain during the past three years, but he simply didn't care.
Even her words were misinterpreted as a trick to deceive him.Jameson didn't deny.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down and finally said, "It was my fault."
The same sentence, again.
Jerk always spoke in an arrogant and conceited tone.
Sharon said, "No.Mr.Proctor could never be wrong.Mr.Proctor is supposed to be perfect and right..."
Jameson couldn't endure, "Stop."
"Oh."
Sharon tidied up her wrinkled sleeves and said, "Are we done? Maybe I should leave."
Just as she was about to turn to the door, Jameson voice came again, "Martin has gone to
Switzerland."
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