Ch. 1191..1195

Chapter 1191 Sherry pursed her lips tightly to hold back her urge to slap John with the handkerchief. Instead, she took it, brought it out to the trash, and then returned to Celine’s side.

However, less than two minutes later, John dropped a fork and looked expectantly at her. Sherry was looking elsewhere and pretended not to hear the fork falling

He smirked. “Bring me another fork.”

Sherry rolled her eyes. She brought him another one from the kitchen, put it in front of him, and returned to Celine’s side. A few minutes later, he dropped his spoon. He looked at her expectantly again, and Sherry looked up at the ceiling. “Grab me a spoon.”

Sherry inhaled deeply to calm her annoyance and brought him another spoon.

Just when she thought nothing else would happen and she could finally get off work, he dropped something else. The living room fell into silence.

Even Shannon stopped eating and looked at him with a

complicated expression.

John looked at Sherry with a mischievous grin.

Sherry grunted. “Are you doing this on purpose, you bastard?!”

Celine widened her eyes in shock when she heard Sherry call John a bastard.

The man, however, did not reveal any anger. His lips remained curled, even spreading wider. It felt like he enjoyed Sherry calling him a bastard. Shannon frowned . Anxiety and jealousy flashed across her face.

John then said, “Don't you want dinner?” “If I'm not getting it, 1-” “And breakfast?”

Sherry was forced to swallow her words. She glared at him fiercely and then went to the kitchen for a new spoon. She practically slammed it on the table in front of him.

John picked up the spoon and scooped a piece of egg onto Shannon‘s plate.

Shannon immediately concealed her emotions with a sweet smile. “Thank you, John.”

“You're welcome.” He then put the spoon down and continued eating with the fork. He did not order Sherry around after that, and things plunged into silence.

Sherry could not stop drooling as she stared at the table of food.

John was done eating after a while. He picked up a clean handkerchief and cleaned his mouth. Shannon finished eating as well. “John, are you done?”

“Yeah. I'm going to the study to do something. You can rest.” He then got up and headed to the study room.

Shannon furrowed her brows. She then turned to Sherry and saw her staring at the feast on the table, which the two of them had not finished.

Sherry was thinking of sneaking some steak or whatever leftovers when she cleaned up the table with Celine. Just when the thought rushed to her head, the man‘s heavy and charming voice said, “Sherry, come with me.” John turned around before he went upstairs.

Chapter 1192 Sherry furrowed her brows, “I still have to clean up the table. I'll go up later.” I

John narrowed his eyes while Shannon was stunned.

Celine was shocked that Sherry volunteered to clean the table.

Sherry‘s eyes glinted fiercely as she looked at the leftovers on the table.

John knew exactly what she wanted. His gaze and tone turned cold and said, “Come now, or you won't get anything to eat later or tomorrow.”

Sherry clenched her teeth tightly to resist the urge to scold him. She then said to Celine, “Celine, I'll clean the table later. Just go rest.”

Celine was stunned once again. Shannon was also confused.

Sherry then walked to John and followed him to the study. She kept her distance from John as she reluctantly walked up the stairs.

Shannon was left at the dining table as a frosty look overtook her features. Celine’s eyes flickered and said immediately , “Madam,

I'll go keep an eye on her!”

“That won't be necessary. Tidy up. I'll go myself,” Shannon said as she stood up.

Celine thought of what Sherry had said earlier, so she suggested, “Madam, Sherry said she wanted to clean the table, so why don't | accompany you and watch her together?”

Shannon glared at her. “Stop the nonsense and throw all the leftovers into the trash. Clean the table immediately!”

If she was correct, Sherry was really after the leftovers on the table. She would rather throw them out to the dogs than give them to Sherry.

Celine pouted. “Yes, madam.”

The moment Sherry stepped into the study, John started ordering her around.

“Bring me the sixth book on the second row of the rack.”

He sat down on the leather chair behind the desk

elegantly and stared at her.

Sherry inhaled deeply and brought the book to him. John started reading. His eyes eventually became glued to the lines and lines of words, and he no longer ordered her around.

Sherry stood there, waiting.

Maybe because she had been standing for quite some time earlier, her legs and hip started to become sore, especially where she had gotten injured. The ache started to make her legs hurt quite badly.

Sherry glanced at him and noticed that he was concentrating on the book, so she slinked to the couch beside her and sat down.

The soft leather couch felt great when she sat down, but it was then that the door opened. Shannon came in with a cup of tea. She was shocked when she saw Sherry on the couch.

Sherry immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be dead. She just wanted to rest for a while instead of talking or arguing with her sister.

Shannon glared at her sister as she walked to John. “I brought you tea. You've been busy for the whole day. Here, have some.” John smiled. “Thanks.”

He sipped on it and said, “It's good tea. | still have something to do. Why don't you go to bed first?”

Shannon said, “I don‘t have anything to do as well, so why don't | keep you company?”

John maintained his gentle smile. “You will only distract me. Go back to the room and rest.”

Chapter 1193 Shannon‘s gaze shifted. She looked at the kind and handsome man before her eyes, uncertain if he was being truthful or not.

It sounded genuine , but with Sherry lying down on the couch, would she not distract the man?

Just when she was thinking of some other way to stay with him, the man lost his patience. The smile on his face turned cold, and so did the eyes behind his golden framed glasses.

Startled , Shannon immediately said, “I'll go back to the room, John. Try not to work too late.” John merely smiled and hummed a reply. Shannon coldly sized Sherry up from top to bottom before she left.

Nevertheless, Sherry shut her eyes and did not look at her sister. Her eyes remained shut even after Shannon left the room. She relaxed her hands and propped her legs up on the couch to sleep in a more comfortable way.

Some time later, she sensed something shadowing above her head. She opened her eyes and saw John standing in front of her, peering down.

He curled his lips. “Comfortable?”

Sherry yawned but did not get up. “It's okay. | would like to get a pillow.”

John chuckled. “Get up.”

“Why?”

“I'm going out. Take these for me.” He tossed a briefcase full of documents onto Sherry’s belly. She glared at him. “Where are you going? | thought you had things to do.”

However, he ignored her and went to the door. “If you want dinner, follow me.”

Sherry was forced to get up with the briefcase and followed him out of the house.

The MPV that he usually took to work was waiting for him in front of the yard. When they reached the gate, the driver and Peter came out to open the door for them.

Peter was dressed in a formal suit which intrigued Sherry.

This bastard is already the richest man in Glenchester, and he still goes out to meet clients in the middle of the night? Is he a workaholic?’

Plagued with exhaustion, Sherry yawned countless times along the journey.

The car soon reached a grill that served roast meat, beer, and everything she loved! She had no idea why John would want to meet a client at this kind of place but it did not matter.

She strode inside with the briefcase before John even came out of the car.

At the same time in the VIP room on the second floor, several men in suits sat around the table, looking as though their souls had left their bodies.

“Mr. Clarkson, | thought we were supposed to visit Master Stockton‘s office tomorrow morning. Why did you call us out at this hour?” “Yeah, and at this kind of place? Master Stockton is really a strange person.” :

The man known as Mr. Clarkson waved his hands to calm the others down. “As long as we can get the deal, even if he wants us to meet him by the roadside in the middle of the night, we will do it.” Knock knock The door opened.

Mr. Clarkson and his dispirited men immediately straightened their backs.

Awaiter came in and smiled at them. “Mr. Clarkson, Master Stockton has arrived.”

Mr. Clarkson and the others bolted up, immediately devoid of exhaustion, and were replaced by seemingly infinite energy.

Sherry was brought to the meeting with the sole responsibility of carrying the briefcase.

As soon as they entered the room, she and Peter sat on John’s left and right sides respectively.

She listened to Peter talk to the clients, and when she received the signal from John, she would take the documents out from the briefcase and pass them to Peter.

Fortunately, it was a rather casual meeting with scattered conversations here and there. Therefore , Sherry seized the opportunity to indulge in all the meat she could.

Chapter 1194 Before the meeting even finished, Sherry gobbled up more than half of the food on the table. Empty plates and beer cans were stacked in pillars in front of her.

Mr. Clarkson and his men were distracted by her eating manners in the midst of discussing the details with Peter. Sherry was munching on a lamb chop when she sensed their gazes. A quick pause later, she said, “Go on, don’t mind me.” Why would they look at her? She was just there to carry the briefcase, after all.

The men then looked at John with Mr. Clarkson wearing an awkward smile. “Master Stockton, we've been talking for a while now, and we haven't learned who this lady is.”

John glanced at Sherry. “Just a maid here to carry my briefcase.”

Mr. Clarkson was stunned. He thought that Sherry was either John's secretary or wife, or even his secret lover. He never expected her to be just a maid, and one without any countenance or behavior of a maid.

Mr. Clarkson put his questions aside. This meeting was to get John to agree to the deal, hence Sherry’s identity did not matter. The meeting continued, and so Sherry commenced with her food. She finally stopped eating when her belly was bloated.

It was not her fault foréating more than she could handle. The men were busy talking, and the food was going cold. She devoured everything so that the food would not go to waste.

The meeting finally ended.

Mr. Clarkson passed John two drafted agreements.

John went through the details in the agreement and got a pen from Peter to inscribe his signature on it. Mr. Clarkson got a copy back. The signature on the document put a smile on his and his men‘s faces.

“Master Stockton, | assure you that we will make this project the biggest one yet. You won't be disappointed !” John curled his lips. “I believe in you.” He then looked at Sherry. “Done?”

The others flickered their eyes awkwardly and wisely stopped talking

Sherry was munching on some watermelon. She seemed to be in a good mood now that her belly was filled. “I'm almost done.” John then got up. He passed the signed agreement to

Peter.

Peter then kept the documents in his personal briefcase.

Mr. Clarkson and his men got up and smiled. “Master Stockton, leaving already?” “It's getting late. Go home and get some rest,” John said with a smile. He glanced at Sherry before he left the room.

Sherry grabbed the briefcase and followed him out, and Peter did the same.

Mr. Clarkson and the others stayed back and saw them off.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived back at the Stocktons‘ residence but did not go inside. The car stopped in front of the main gate, and John showed no intention of going inside either. He looked at Sherry.

“Why are you looking at me?” she asked. She wondered why the car did not drive into the compound.

John glanced at the briefcase in her arms. “Leave the bag. Go in.”

Sherry‘s gaze shifted. She unconsciously tightened her hug on the briefcase and said, “Aren't you going inside? Where are you going? It's late already.” John wore a delightful smile on his handsome face. “I

need to go back to the office to deal with something. Why? You want to come along?”

Sherry‘s eyes flickered. “I'm tired, and it's time for me to clock out. I'm not going.”

She wanted to leave the car, but John suddenly held her wrist.

Sherry tried to pull her hand away but failed. She glared at him and asked, “Why are you holding my hand? Let me go!” “Leave the briefcase,” John said with curled lips.

Sherry blinked awkwardly and said, “There‘s nothing in the briefcase, and | accidentally spilled beer on it just now. It's dirty. I'll throw it away for you.”

 

Chapter 1195 John refused to release her hand. He smiled and said, “ I’m fine with the stain.” Sherry pouted. She looked at the briefcase and wanted to open it, but before she could touch the zipper, it was snatched away.

She glared at him, and he did the same to her. “You have until the count to three to get out, or you will be coming to the office with me.”

Sherry sulked in grievance and immediately left the car. She slammed the door shut right after she got out. John grinned after she left. He opened his briefcase, and the smell of roasted meat filled the car.

His briefcase was stuffed with all sorts of food, including steak wrapped in aluminum paper, fried chicken, and even three cans of beer.

Stunned by the amount of food that she had stuffed into the briefcase , John went silent for a moment before he chuckled and put it aside.

“Let's go.”

The car drove off.

Along the way, in the passenger seat, Peter subtly glanced in the rearview mirror.

As a matter of fact, as soon as John opened the briefcase and the smell filled the car, Peter already knew that Sherry must have snuck food into the car.

John might have attended the meeting himself for the sake of closing the deal, but in fact, he had set the location in the restaurant because he wanted to bring Sherry out to eat.

He did not actually have to attend to this particular deal himself since Peter had it all under control. Some hesitation later, Peter asked in a small voice,“ Master Stockton, why didn’t you let Ms. Fowler take the briefcase with her?”

If the man could set the location of the meeting at a restaurant just because he wanted to bring her out to eat, he would not have cared if she snuck food into his briefcase.

John’s gaze turned cold. “Since when were you such a nosy person?” Peter immediately shut his mouth, and the car went quiet. John leaned back casually. He took his glasses off and shut his eyes in exhaustion.

The woman had eaten more than every man at the table and even snuck leftovers in the briefcase for later. She must be trying to gorge herself to death.

Sherry got out of the car and strode towards the gate. However, before she went inside, she realized something and immediately hid in the bushes.

After John’s car left, she came out from the shadows and headed to the main street. She was outside the compound with no one else around her. She would be an idiot if she did not use this chance to escape.

Unfortunately, the moment she set foot on the road, several bodyguards came out from nowhere and surrounded her.

Sherry was forced to a stop. She wore an awkward smile and said, “Hi, guys... Uh... I'm just having a little night exercise to help with my digestion.”

The bodyguards looked at her emotionlessly. In response , Sherry pouted and reluctantly returned to the gate. The cart driver had gone off duty, and there was no way that he would come all the way just to pick up a maid like her, so Sherry was forced to walk all the way inside.

She reached a fork in the pathway. Further ahead would be where the Stocktons lived, and on the left were the quarters for the servants.

Just when Sherry wanted to head left, Shannon‘s voice

came from the dark. “Where did you and John go?”

She emerged from behind a tree and glared at Sherry coldly.

Sherry raised a brow. “Why don't you take a guess?”

Shannon‘s expression turned grim. “Sherry , you don't want to do this.” Sherry scoffed. “Then, why don't you go ask that bastard?”

She continued to the left.

“Stop!” Shannon shouted.

Alas, Sherry ignored her and continued to the staff quarters.