Side Chick Era... Over

Chapter 998

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The Kalen family estate was vast, more than just a single residence. Their bodyguards lived

there as well, so Thomas moving in would hardly seem out of place.

Sharon paused for a few seconds before asking, “Will Thomas be agreeable to this arrangement?”

“I already asked him,” Wendy replied. “He has no objections. To him, one place is the same as any other.”

Sharon didn’t make a fuss. “As long as he’s willing. There are more than enough rooms here. If I want someone to stay, it won’t be a problem.”

“Good.” Wendy finally looked reassured. “Sharon, while I’m away, if anything happens, you must reach out to me. Don’t you dare keep it from me.’

“I know,” Sharon said softly.

With that, Wendy took her leave.

Once she was gone, Sharon gently cradled Shaluna in her arms. She would never again allow anyone to take what belonged to her.

The next day, Sharon arrived on time at the place she had agreed to meet Julliard.

An art exhibition was being held in Marcentine, and Julliard, who seemed interested, had

invited her to attend with him.

Though Sharon’s hands could no longer play the violin, one of them wasn’t completely ruined-she could still paint. It had been years since she’d picked up a brush, and perhaps now was the right time to rediscover that long-neglected joy.

he saw her, his eyes lit

“Hi, Sharon.”

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about to speak,

features were striking, sharply defined-like

smile froze in

already walking toward him, all warmth and ease, greeting him with the bright demeanor of sunlight

“Good morning, Julliard.”

The Walton family has influence in Marcentine, and I worry they

his gaze resting lightly on Julliard, carrying

here, Sharon will never be harmed again. What happened last time

the

would not have

Jamie would never have had the chance to

fault. Because of him, Sharon would never

emotions back under control. “You’re right,

the inside, Julliard was seething, “Thomas has won

allowed to remain.’

now was

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them entered the exhibition

was technically Sharon’s bodyguard, he walked at her side, conversing with her now and then. They seemed less like bodyguard and employer, and more

friends.