Chapter 110

"Oh, really?"

On the couch sat a middle-aged man, seemingly in his early forties. His hair was slicked back, revealing a thinning patch that hinted at the onset of baldness. Fine lines etched his face, and his belly slightly protruded-a telltale sign of middle-aged spread.

Ernest Smith, clad in a suit, carried the air of authority well, as befitting his high status..

Glancing up, Ernest sized up the young woman before him. "Your name... Sherilyn?"

"Yes.

gave Sherilyn a knowing look, prompting her to step forward confidently.

Colin gave

"Mr. Smith, I'm Sherilyn. Like the splendor in 'splendid', Sherilyn as in the "lyric' of a song."

"Oh?"

Ernest savored her name, smiling. "Sherilyn, that's a lovely name."

And not just the name, her looks were even more impressive.

Though her face was obscured by a mask on stage, her eyes hinted at beauty.

person, she was

"Thank you."

smiled, her eyes twinkling

patronage these past few days, and for

his pleasure evident. "Glad you liked

Sherilyn spoke, Colin gestured discreetly, and a waiter approached with a tray. Sherilyn picked up a glass of wine and offered it

Ernest

from the tray.

that, she tipped the glass back, draining

drink went down the

much of a

1. me.

frowning slightly. "If you can't hold

1/2

yourself. No need for formalities

and nodded. "Thank

I've joined you. From now

the moment before

I won't keep you any longer. I'll be on my

"Alright."

turned to leave, she paused, looking back at

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