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.

her back

He was irritated.

him, holding back his laughter with efforts, his face flushed

door, she saw Tiffany leaning against the

are you looking at me like

“Did you go out with

immediately retorted, “No!

did he send you back? And you

question, and she stuttered,

closer and stared her carefully, “It seems that something that only adults would do

“…No!”

don’t

Sharon held her tongue.

She was indeed guilty.

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

spoke, she hurriedly ran

shutters and found that

thin layer of snow had piled up on the

as if only the sound of snow falling

blew her

Tiffany was sitting on the sofa waiting for

back into the bedroom

only sit on the sofa and cough, “Tiffany, it’s

“Sharon, I have

Sharon said, “What?”

Jameson, will you

Sharon was surprised, “Why do

coming to you quite frequently.He

as she held a pillow in her arms and said seriously, “Sharon, I don’t care who you choose to be with in

about and smiled softly, “It’s impossible

too many questions between her

a

the Proctor family also had a grudge

is not that mean lately.But

this, Tiffany finally sighed

fall back

had changed a

seemed quite nice

jerk’s deep-rooted evil could

the Proctor family was in

was not easy for

went back, she

patted her legs and got up, “Don’t worry.I can handle

as Sharon was about to return to

walked

open the door until she checked

there anything I can do

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