Chapter 900

Everyone waited on edge, staring at Sharon. No one had expected Jamie to be this unhinged.

With a gun leveled at her, Sharon’s face had gone a little pale, but she remained composed, not a hint of outright terror in her expression. She answered evenly, “No.”

Jamie narrowed his eyes. “Sharon, I told you. I hate lies.”

“I hate having a gun pointed at me,” Sharon shot back.

Jamie’s gaze chilled to ice. “Then stop lying.”

Sharon’s voice stayed calm. “I already said no. You must be hard of hearing. Didn’t you hear me? Or…”

She slowly lifted her chin to meet the murderous glint in his eyes. “Is my answer not the one you want to hear? If so, tell me what answer you want, and I’ll give it to you. Or, you could just shoot me.”

At that, Carter, Richard, and Rick’s faces paled, and they cried out in unison, “Sharon!”

Jamie was dangerous by nature; Sharon had deliberately provoked him. Did she not realize she was toying with her life?

Jamie’s pupils contracted; a frost-black light blinked in his eyes.

dare she taunt

won’t pull the trigger,” he

smiled faintly, looking unafraid.


hand tightened; the cold flash in his eyes deepened. He slowly began to squeeze the trigger-the crisp click of

is our home, not your playground!” Richard

seemed not to hear; the muzzle stayed fixed on Sharon. “If you

He prepared to fire.

moved to intervene. At that instant, a frail, strained voice drifted from the

“Jamie… stop.”

voice. In that fraction of a second,

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the gun from his

attention snapped to the newcomer-Victoria- who had appeared

of your room? Shouldn’t you be resting?” he asked, striding over and planting his suit jacket over her

Jamie pointing the gun at Sharon. Richard had signaled the housekeeper to bring

no one-except


“What are you doing? Do you

answered with a faint smile. “I was merely joking

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