Ch. 1546..1550

Chapter 1546

The image of John fresh out of the shower surfaced in Sherry’s mind again against her will. She felt her cheeks glowing hot and tried to turn away from John so he would not notice. She asked him a question to distract him, “Do you have anything lined up later?”

John answered, “There’s a meeting later. | also need to join this event that’s taking place later this evening.” Sherry was thrilled to hear this and quickly seized the chance. “Then can | take Caprice home with me first?” John gave her a sideways look. “We'll wait until Caprice wakes up.”

“Fair enough,” Sherry said.

John walked out.

Caprice happened to wake up just as soon as he left.

She snapped her eyes open and cried out the moment she recognized who was next to her, “Mommy!”

Sherry took Caprice into his arms and repeatedly planted kisses on her chubby cheeks. She threw on a coat for Caprice and took her out of the room.

John was sitting at his desk going through stacks of documents.

When he heard them approaching, he darted his eyes for a quick look.

Caprice was still slightly drowsy since she had just woken up and was slouched over Sherry’s shoulder. Sherry smiled warmly at him. “Take your time, I'll take Caprice home first.”

John let them go and merely mumbled, “Okay.”

Sherry hurriedly shuffled out.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator with Caprice in her arms, all of the employees in the building fixed a surprised look in her direction.

Sherry caught on to what was happening.

She was so focused on trying to get Caprice out of there as soon as possible that she forgot the fact that everyone in the building recognized Caprice.

Sure enough, all of the employees dropped their tasks and stared at her with equal shock and suspicion.

They were curious how a mere visitor who came to see their president was allowed to simply waltz off with the president’s dear daughter.

Everyone knew that in the past two years, Caprice had never been cared for by anyone apart from President Stockton himself, so he simply would not allow it.

Their perplexion concerning this strange occurrence was slowly mounting. There must be something more to this! Sherry stiffened, then she made herself move and quickly marched out of the building. Just as she was about to reach the exit, she ran into Jason, one of John’s security forces.

It seemed like Jason had been waiting for her. When he noticed her approaching, he greeted her with a smile and informed her, “Madam, Young Master Stockton has instructed me to wait for you here.”

The employees were still staring at her, and they were becoming very curious. Fortunately, they were far away enough to not hear Jason addressing Sherry as madam. Sherry thanked him, “Alright, thanks.”

She quickly shuffled out with Caprice.

John followed after her.

As soon as they vanished from the building, the employees grouped together and began speculating.

“What's going on? Why did Young Master Stockton let Sager Corporation’s President Sherry take his daughter?” “He even let his trusty bodyguard accompany her.”

“You guys don’t think something is going on between them?”

That was when the receptionist from earlier supplied. “When President Sherry got here earlier today, Assistant Peter specifically instructed me to give her direct access to the president's office. He said | didn’t need to notify the president and that this was the standard procedure from here on.”

As soon as she supplied this information, everyone began to catch onto something.

“You think there’s really something between the two presidents-”

“What are you guys talking about?” They suddenly heard a familiar, authoritative voice from behind.

They turned their heads in unison and recognized Peter. Every one of them stood upright and greeted him with a polite smile.

Peter may come off as being rather by the book sometimes, but the truth was he was very popular among the employees because of how pleasant he was to talk to.

One of the employees plucked up the courage to ask directly, “Assistant Peter, we just saw Sager Corporation’s Miss Sherry walk out of the building with Miss Caprice. We even saw Master Stockton’s bodyguard escorting her, that’s why we were curious.”

Peter's eyes shifted. “What are you curious about?”

 

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“We've never even seen you hugging Miss Caprice before. Why did Master Stockton let President Sherry, someone from a rival corporation, take Miss Caprice with her?” The man paused briefly before suggesting, “Is it because they are together?”

Everyone stared at Peter expectantly, waiting for an answer to confirm their suspicion.

Peter smiled and brushed it off. “This is the president’s private affair, I’m afraid | can’t spare many details myself either. If you guys are so curious, why don’t you ask the man himself?”

This was more than enough to dissuade them from pressing the matter. In a roundabout way, it also confirmed their suspicion. President Stockton’s personal affairs that Peter could not spare many details on? Now that was curious.

There must be more to the relationship between the two presidents.

Sherry got into the car with Caprice, escorted by Jason.

Before they drove out of the district, Caprice suddenly pleaded in a voice that was impossible to refuse, “Mommy, | want to eat something nice.”

She weaponized her large, sparkly eyes against her mother. Sherry instantly melted, there was no way she could guard herself against this!

She obliged immediately. “Alright, Mommy will bring you somewhere we can get some good food.” She had the driver take them to a local district popular among foodies.

She still remembered what Caprice’s favorite food was from the last time they went shopping together. The first thing she bought for Caprice was a vanilla waffle. Then they went to look for more snacks.

The child was almost three years old by now and was fine with eating the most common snacks. She only needed to take caution with certain spicier food.

They walked around the district to hunt for food, the cart was full toward the end.

They finally left around the evening when the sky was darkening.

The car swerved through the main gates of the house and followed along the main road until it stopped at the courtyard. Before Sherry got out of the car, she saw Madam Stockton and Queenie approaching.

She hurried out of the car along with Caprice. Madam Stockton immediately walked up to them with a longing stare at Caprice. “Caprice, give your grandma a hug!”

Caprice remained in Sherry’s arms and seemed hesitant.

Madam Stockton was hurt by Caprice’s refusal but she continued to look at Caprice lovingly as she wanted to hug her so desperately.

Sherry promptly handed Caprice over to her.

Madam Stockton was surprised by this gesture and quickly took Caprice into her

arms.

She promptly headed back to her living room with Caprice.

Sherry immediately grimaced upon seeing this, the old lady was getting ahead of herself again...

Queenie stepped forward, took Sherry’s hand, and asked, “Sherry, where’s my brother? Why is it just you and Caprice?” Sherry stated, “He said he has an event to attend.”

“| see.” The two of them followed after Madam Stockton.

Sherry suddenly stopped and said, “I’m not joining you girls, go on without me. Keep an eye on Caprice for me.” Queenie tugged at her arms. “Caprice is your daughter, not mine. Come on, come with me!”

“I'm not going, you can go.” She knew that things were still rather tense between herself and Madam Stockton, so it was best to keep their interaction to a minimum.

Queenie still refused to let go as she insisted. “Sherry, | don’t think my mom hates you as much as she did back then. Why don’t you just go over and have a quick casual chat with her? In time, she'll get to know you better and change her opinion of you.”

Sherry smiled. “Your mom has been through more than you and | combined. I’m sure she’s already decided on how she feels about me.”

Queenie frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Your mother’s impression of me isn’t going to change with just some quick chat. Besides, I’m pretty sure I’m the last person she wants to see now.”

With that, she pulled her hand away and said, “Go on, keep an eye on Caprice for me.” Queenie made a look and muttered, “Okay.”

Sherry returned to the courtyard by herself.

Queenie went to Madam Stockton’s section of the house.

Madam Stockton had bought a larger model excavator for Caprice. Queenie entered just in time to see her carrying Caprice into the driver's seat of the excavator.

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The child seemed like a veteran at the wheel and steered it masterfully. She swiftly drove the excavator into Madam Stockton’s garden.

When Queenie appeared, Madam Stockton turned to her and noticed that she was alone. She asked, “Isn’t Sherry coming with you?”

Queenie assumed Madam Stockton had wanted to see Sherry. She merely nodded and grunted, “Yeah.” That was when Madam Stockton smiled from ear to ear, she seemed very pleased. She was glad Sherry was not around.

Caprice would bolt straight for Sherry if she was here while Madam Stockton herself would be nothing but a mere afterthought. Besides, the sight of Sherry evoked nothing but sore memories.

Queenie frowned. Did her mother truly hate Sherry that much? After Sherry returned to her room, she turned on the computer and settled some minor tasks.

She then took a shower before throwing herself on the couch in the living room. She reached for her phone and began texting Sylvia.

She was going to use her leisure time while waiting for Caprice to chat with Sylvia for a while.

“Hey Syl, what are you up to?”

After the message had been delivered, there was no reply even after some time had passed.

Could she be busy?

Ding!

Suddenly, her phone rang. She was expecting a reply from Sylvia but it was a message from John instead. He asked, “Did you bring Caprice home?”

When she took Caprice shopping for food during the evening, she got a call from

John as well. He asked if she and Caprice had reached home, and she had informed him of their sudden change of plans. Sherry replied, “Yeah.”

John, “What is she doing now?”

Sherry, “She’s with your mother.”

Asudden pause, followed by another text, “What about you, what are you doing?”

Sherry replied lazily, “Chatting with you, what else?”

On the other end of the phone, the man chuckled at his screen. Then he rattled his fingers against the screen again. “Well, who else are you chatting with apart from

me?” Sherry replied, “Just with you, I’m not chatting with anyone else.” Sylvia was probably busy, there was no reply from her yet.

John smirked and asked, “Don’t tell me you've been waiting for me to text you this entire time?”

Sherry was made speechless by this bold claim. Where did he get this impression from? Was it because she had been answering his texts relatively quickly?

She replied, “You’re looking too much into it. | was waiting for Syl to text me and | happened to see your message, so | replied right away.”

On the other end of the phone, John’s coy smile flattened immediately. He was at the event he spoke of. He had retreated into a corner to have some time for himself.

Several people noticed him and wanted to go up to him to greet him, but as they approached, they quickly noticed his grim expression illuminated by the phone’s display. Each one of them turned away as they knew better than to provoke John.

Ding! Sherry’s phone rang again. It was from John, “Why were you looking for Mrs. Carter?” Sherry replied, “Because I’m bored, | wanted to chat with her.”

John’s complexion darkened significantly upon reading the text.

If she was so bored, why must she look for Sylvia? Why not text him instead? He took a deep breath to compose himself. Then he smirked as he texted a snarky reply, “She’s not replying, is she?” Sherry replied, “Yeah, she’s probably busy with something.”

John continued, “What time is it? She’s a painter and has all the time in the world to reply to a text, what could she be busy with?”

Sherry was bothered by this and asked, “What do you mean by that?”

John pointed out, “She doesn’t want to talk to you, does she?”

Sherry felt insulted, “Look, you prick. Don’t you dare badmouth my friend Syl!” John reiterated the same point, “Then why is she ignoring you?”

Sherry was getting flustered, “I told you, she must be busy!”

John replied, “Heh... let me ask her for you.”

Sherry was confused by this and immediately asked, “What do you mean you'll ask her for me?”

John replied, “I'll call Mr. Carter. Just so happens | haven't caught up with him for a while.*.

Sherry hurriedly dissuaded the idea, “No, | just call Syl myself.”

There was no reply from John, so he must have called already.

 

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After John sent the last text to Sherry, he dug through his contact for Odell’s number and called him. The phone rang twice and was promptly hung up on the third ring.

John was caught off guard by this.

He hung up?

Odell may not be the most approachable person out there, but he would not just hang up. Was he in the middle of something too?

Both of them were busy at such an unnatural hour...

He thought for a moment, then he waited two minutes before calling Odell’s number again. Ring ring...

After several rings, the call was hung up again.

John scowled.

This time, he waited ten minutes before calling again.

Unlike the first two times, when the call was connected at the second ring, he heard the ruffled and heavy voice of the man. “What do you need?”

He sounded grumpy. John smiled and said, “No, it’s nothing important, | was just calling to help Sherry ask if your wife is busy.” Odell answered, “She’s by my side, what does Sherry want from her?”

“It's nothing important, she was just bored and wanted to chat with Mrs. Carter, but since Mrs. Carter hasn’t been texting back she got a little worried, so | figured I'd help her call and ask if something had happened.”

Odell remained silent for a moment before saying, “...Got it.” He seemed like he was holding back something. Then he promptly hung up.

John smiled and sent Sherry a text, “Just contacted Mr. Carter, Mrs. Carter is with him and should be texting you back any time

now. Meanwhile, at the Carter’s Residence in Westchester.

Inside Sylvia and Odell’s bedroom.

They were in the middle of something and ended up getting interrupted.

Sylvia slouched over Odell’s shoulders, her cheeks still glowing red from their activity. After he put away the phone, she asked, “Who was that?”

Odell took a breath and answered, “John.” Sylvia nodded.

John was perhaps the only one in the world who would dare to continue pestering Odell with calls even though he hung up not once but twice.

Sylvia suddenly remembered Sherry was with John, so she asked again, “Was he looking for you for something urgent?”

Odell told her, “Sherry sent you a message and when you didn’t reply, she got worried that something might have happened to you. Long story short, John called me to see if everything was alright.”

“Oh.” Sylvia frowned. “Why didn’t she just call me instead?” Odell agreed with this. He took his phone again and looked at the call logs.

John had called him three times, with a two minute interval between the first and second time, then another ten minutes before he called the third time. It seemed like he had deliberately waited ten minutes before calling the third time.

He was an adult, he should be able to figure out based on the circumstances what Odell and Sylvia were doing.

Was he trying to spoil their night just because he could not win over Sherry?!

Glanchester.

Inside Sherry and John’s courtyard.

After receiving the update from John, Sherry frowned.

Did it take him the better half of ten minutes for him just to finally get in touch with Odell? Sylvia was with Odell? Sherry looked at the night sky, she figured out the implications and suddenly glowered with embarrassment. Ding ding.

Her phone rang again, this time it was Sylvia who finally texted her, “Her Sherry. Sorry | was busy just now and wasn’t looking at my phone. Do you need anything?”

Sherry was glad that Sylvia finally texted and hurriedly replied, “It's nothing important, | just wanted to chat with you.” Sylvia sent another message, “Sorry, | need to take a quick shower. Talk to you later.”

Sherry was very understanding, “Alright, go ahead. I'll see you in a bit.”

She texted John again after that and asked, “How many times did you call Odell just now?”

John replied, “Three times, why?”

Sherry was flabbergasted.

Why would he knowingly interrupt them? What was wrong with this man?

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Late into the night, Caprice got tired out from all that playing at Madam Stockton’s and had fallen asleep. It was Queenie who took her back to Sherry’s.

Sherry promptly took the child into her arms. After seeing Queenie off, she carried Caprice back into the bedroom.

With the help of Aunt Wanda, Caprice was cleaned up before Sherry put her into bed. She hugged Caprice tightly and surrounded her with her warmth.

John stepped into the room around this point. Sherry was just about to fall asleep when she was awakened by John knocking on the door. She glared at him grumpily. “The door is unlocked, what are you knocking for?”

John stood by the threshold of the door and looked at Sherry with a snarky smile.” What, did you leave the door unlocked just for me?”

Sherry seemed repulsed by this suggestion and said, “You think too highly of yourself, | just forgot to lock the door.” John grinned and shot a look at her before turning around.

It seemed like he was heading back to his room.

He was probably going to take a shower.

Sherry ignored him, then she put her arms around Caprice and closed her eyes again.

Except she was not tired anymore. John had interrupted her sleep and now she was wide awake again.

When she heard the sound of faint footsteps approaching, she opened her eyes again and stole a glance.

It was John. He was wearing a set of silver—gray silk pajamas. She could not help but notice that he had left the buttons from his collar down to the middle of his chest unbuttoned. It seemed like it was intentional.

The collars were pulled to the side, revealing the texture of his skin underneath. His eyes gleamed with charm, he was up to no good.

He was the devil himself.

Sherry could not resist staring and silently gulped.

As soon as John entered, he peered into her eyes, his vision completely unobstructed by the darkness. “Sherry, why haven’t you slept yet? Were you waiting for me?”

He spoke in a low and mellow voice, a gentle tone.

Just a small sentence managed to evoke such feelings of endearment.

Sherry was slowly losing control of herself. She had to suppress her restlessness as she answered without directly looking at John, “I fell asleep just now, but your footsteps woke me up again.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yes, really!”

“Heh.” John chuckled and got into bed.

As usual, he lay down on the other side of Caprice.

The room was basked in darkness.

Even after laying in the dark for a long time, Sherry still had a hard time falling asleep.

All she could think about was John’s chiseled and alluring figure.

After a while, she opened her eyes.

She carefully propped herself up from the bed so she could gain an angle over Caprice and gawk at John’s figure. His tall build took up almost the entire length of the bed.

He slept on his back. Even his sleeping posture seemed vigilant.

The buttons along the top of his pajamas were still left unbuttoned, Sherry immediately saw the outline of his chest. His build was extremely toned, with the perfect amount of sturdiness.

Sherry wanted to touch.

She stared for what seemed like forever, then she lightly coughed to see if it would wake the man.

He still lay motionlessly, the pace of his breathing completely uninterrupted.

He usually fell asleep quite quickly, so she wagered that he must be in a deep sleep by this point.

With this in mind, she sneakily stretched her hand out, passed it over the sleeping Caprice, and reached for John’s chest. Wow, it felt wonderful to the touch.

Based on what John usually wore, she would never expect him to have such a figure.

She was cautious of waking him up and quickly retracted her hands after several seconds.

Just when she was going to pull her hands away, a large arm suddenly seized her wrist without warning.

She was startled by this, and her eyes grew wide.

The man who was sleeping soundly only moments ago had sprung to movement, awakened from his slumber.

He quickly sat up from the bed and looked at her with a wolfish gleam in his eyes, he was smiling.

Sherry’s heart began to race, she tried to forcefully yank her hands back.