Chapter 192: What Will She Give Me?

 “Yes,” Sharon said.

“Alright, I’ll pack it up for you right now.”

By the time Sharon came out, Tiffany had put the jewelry in a box.

Sharon changed into sweater, trousers and down jacket.

She picked up the box and said, “Thank you.Now I have to go.”

Tiffany, curious, hurriedly ran to the study.

She leaned against the window and looked down.

Sure enough, she saw the familiar Rolls-Royce.

Inside the car, Jameson gently tapped his knee with his finger and said slowly, “Tell me? What will she give me?”

Jacob didn’t know what to say.

Jacob, nervous, asked tentatively.

“Maybe it is the necklace that Mrs.Proctor had made before?”

Jameson frowned in displeasure, as if he wasn’t satisfied with this answer.

“She made it so soon?”

He said.

Jacob immediately echoed, “No, it is impossible.Maybe it’s something else.”

Jameson didn’t say anything else, but waited patiently.

Ten minutes later, Sharon ran over with a cardboard box in her arms.

She reached out and knocked on the car window.

Jameson had just lowered the window when a cardboard box was put in his embrace before he could say anything.

Sharon said, “Sorry for letting you wait for so long.I’ll get out of your hair.”

Jameson lowered his eyes and glanced, “What is this?”

Sharon smiled, waved to him, and turned to leave.

Jameson opened the box and glanced at it.Then his expression changed.

He immediately raised his head and shouted, “Sharon!”

Sharon pretended not to hear it and quickly ran away.

looked at her back and gritted

He was irritated.

him, holding back his laughter with efforts, his

Sharon opened the door, she saw Tiffany leaning against the shoe cabinet with

somewhat unnaturally, “Why are you

go out with that jerk

immediately retorted,

why did he send you back? And you were dressed like

blushed from her question, and she

“It seems that something that only

“…No!”

I don’t believe

Sharon held her tongue.

She was indeed guilty.

Tiffany from asking any more questions, Sharon hurriedly found an excuse,

hurriedly ran into

and found that it had started snowing

thin layer of snow had piled up on the

was quiet, as if only

then blew her

went out, Tiffany was sitting on the sofa waiting for

sneak back

could only sit on the sofa and cough, “Tiffany, it’s not

suddenly approached, “Sharon, I

Sharon said, “What?”

and Jameson, will

Sharon was surprised,

lately he’s been coming to you quite

pillow in her arms and said seriously, “Sharon, I don’t care who you choose to be with in the end.As long as you

worried about and smiled softly, “It’s impossible

questions

not a

family also had a grudge

not that mean

this, Tiffany finally sighed

you’ll fall back into

had

seemed quite nice to

deep-rooted evil could not be

family was

not easy for Sharon to

she went back, she would be asking for

her legs and got up, “Don’t

Sharon was about to return to the bedroom,

walked to the

last time, she didn’t open the door until she checked through the

it’s late.Is there anything I can

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