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.

back

He was irritated.

of him, holding back his laughter with

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

said somewhat unnaturally, “Why are you looking

“Did you go out with

immediately retorted,

he send you back? And you

and she stuttered, not

seems that something that

“…No!”

I don’t believe

Sharon held her tongue.

She was indeed guilty.

from asking any more questions, Sharon hurriedly

hurriedly ran into the

bathroom shutters and found that it had started

of snow had piled up on the

only the sound of snow

blew

out, Tiffany was sitting

to sneak back into the

and

suddenly approached, “Sharon, I have a

Sharon said, “What?”

and Jameson, will

surprised, “Why do you

to you quite frequently.He seems

I don’t care who you choose to be with in the end.As long as you find your own happiness, I

she was worried about and smiled softly, “It’s

were too many questions between

not a simple

Proctor family also had

continued, “I wonder why he is not that mean

this, Tiffany finally sighed in

that you’ll fall back

though Jameson had

quite nice

jerk’s deep-rooted evil could

family was

not easy for Sharon to

back, she

got up, “Don’t worry.I can

Sharon was about to return to the bedroom, the

slowly walked

she didn’t open the door until she checked through the

there anything I can

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