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

He was irritated.

holding back his laughter with efforts, his

door, she saw

are

said, “Did you go out with

immediately retorted,

back? And you were

question, and she

her carefully, “It seems that something that only adults

“…No!”

I don’t

Sharon held her tongue.

She was indeed guilty.

any more questions, Sharon hurriedly found

spoke, she hurriedly ran into

Sharon opened the bathroom shutters and found that it had started snowing

thin layer of snow had piled up

if only the sound of

blew her

went out, Tiffany was sitting on the sofa

to sneak back into the bedroom

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

approached, “Sharon,

Sharon said, “What?”

Jameson, will you get back

this, Sharon was surprised, “Why do you

been coming to you quite

I don’t care who you choose to

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

too many questions between her

a

family also had

is not that mean lately.But it’ll

finally sighed in

afraid that you’ll fall back into that

had changed a

nice to

jerk’s deep-rooted evil could

the Proctor family was

easy for

she went back, she would be asking for

got up, “Don’t

Sharon was about to return to the bedroom, the

walked

her lesson from last time, she didn’t open the door

“Mr.Daniel, it’s late.Is there anything I can do

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