Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)

Chapter 116: Which One of Them Is the Wife of the P

"I don't need you to teach me a lesson!"

Rita sneered, "Now you think you are having your moment, huh? Although I won the competition, and

stayed in Paris for three years, I still couldn't beat you.Oh, come on.You are gloating in your heart.’

Sharon said, "You are quite funny.I never thought that I must be better than you.It's you that have been

secretly competing with me.On the one hand, you know that I am better than you, but on the other

hand, you are thinking the opposite.After all, you have been to Paris for further study, right?"

"Winning the design competition, and the chance to study in Paris ...All of this was three years ago,’

She continued.

"It's you who always talk about this and never wanna let it go.It's you!" Rita said, "Come on.Don't justify

yourself.Everyone knows that you gave up that opportunity for the sake of money.Do you still think that

you are nobler than me? I don't think my designs are inferior to yours.It's just I'm not as lucky as you

are."

Sharon smiled and did not continue arguing with her.

She turned around and left.

Actually, she wanted to thank Rita.

Otherwise, she probably would never hear someone say that she was "lucky".

After Sharon left, Rita bit her lips and looked at the necklace in the trash can, squinting.

When she walked up to the door, Sharon was stopped by Lance.

"Ally, I'm glad you are here.I need to talk to you." Lance said.

The Morton family organized a charity dinner party for jewelry auction.

All the jewelry was collected from rich and young ladies.

All the money from the auction would be used for charity.

As one of the leading jewelry magazines in the country, Lumiere Magazine was also invited.

Lance discussed with his boss.

First, Lumiere Jewelry would take a piece of jewelry that they had been saving for a long time to the

auction.

Then, they would ask Sharon and Rita to bring their own designs.

This would not only help Lumiere Magazine improve its profile, but also help the two designers gain

fame in the jewelry industry in this country.

After that, there would be more high-end clients.

The problem was, the charity dinner was on the next weekend.

They needed to hurry up.

"You can also bring some works you designed before for this auction." Lance said.

"Any category is fine." Sharon nodded, "OK."

After returning home, Sharon sat at her desk to revise Natalia's design.

She then remembered what Lance told her today.

Ever since she got married to Jameson, she hadn't picked up the brush again until she got divorced

and worked for Lumiere Magazine.

That was why she didn't have any works in these three years, and now she looked back, she wasn't

satisfied with those she had designed previously.

But whenever she had inspiration, she would write it down in the sketch book.

Sharon flipped through the pages, but what impressed her most was the design drawing on the page

that had been torn from the sketch book.

She sighed.

She didn't need to think to know what had happened to that page.

Jameson must have already thrown it into the trash can on Bridge Street.

She went through the desk casually, and knocked something off accidentally.

She picked it up.

It was the pocket watch that she found at Josh's place.

Sharon opened it and looked at the photo on it.

Her fingers gently touched the edges, zoning out.After a while, she suddenly put down the pocket

watch, opened the drawing book, and began to sketch.

After finishing the sketch, Sharon stretched.

She looked at the time and found that it was already eleven o'clock.

After what happened last time, Jennifer did not bother her again.

She just put the dinner in the pot.

When Sharon went down to eat, the food was still warm.

By the time she finished her meal, it was already eleven thirty.

Jameson had not come back yet.

Sharon hesitated for a moment before sending a message to Jacob, "Jameson's still working overtime

at the company?"

Jacob quickly replied, "Yes."

"Has he had dinner?"

Jacob, "No."

Sharon thought that no matter what Jameson's motivation was to hit Asher, he did a good thing for

Tiffany after all.

She didn't want to owe him a favor.

So she made a thick roasted egg and a sandwich for him, put them in a thermal lunch box, went

upstairs to get a coat, and went out.

President Office, the Proctor Group.

Jacob took his phone from Jameson and said, "Mr.Proctor, aren't you going home?"

Jameson said, "I still have a few documents to deal with.You go back first."

"Yes.Just as Jacob was about to leave, Jameson said, "Sharon will come later.Tell the security guard

downstairs to let her in directly.’ "...

OK.

Aha! He was waiting for her! Jacob felt that ever since Jameson went to Bridge Street, he had not been

as aggressive and cynical towards his wife as before. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

This was a good start.

He wouldn't have to rack his brain to find excuses for President Jameson.

After he went downstairs, Jacob told the security guard on duty that the President's wife would come

later, and he should let her in directly.

The security guard nodded.

But Jacob never thought that Sheila went to the company shortly after he left.

Although she had been popular before, Sheila knew nothing about being humble.

She not only wanted to be the President's wife of the Proctor Group, but also put on airs.

What's more, a recording of her slandering a brand was released by the brand, which ruined her fame.

The Proctor Group also ignored her and kept a low profile for a while.

In fact, she had come to the Proctor Group many times, trying to talk to Jameson, but every time, she

was stopped by the front desk and security guards.

This time, she heard that there was a charity jewelry dinner next weekend looking for a model.

She originally wanted to go, but the organizer directly rejected her.

Although Sheila was angry, she had no choice but turn to Jameson to see whether there was still a

chance.

She did not expect that she would be able to enter the group so easily this time.

The security guard on duty today was newly employed.

He had never seen Sheila before.

He only heard from Jacob that the wife of the President was coming.

Seeing she was so beautiful and well-dressed, he thought she was Mrs.Proctor.

Unexpectedly, ten minutes later, another less formally attired but more beautiful woman came.

The security guard was dumbfounded.

Which one of them was the wife of the President? When entering the building, Sharon noticed that the

security guard was looking at her.

She couldn't help but hesitate and asked in a low voice, "Am I allowed to enter?" She remembered that

the Proctor Group had a rule that did not let designers from Lumiere Jewelry go in, and she hadn't told

the security guard who she was.”

The security guard was also stunned and asked carefully, "Are you the wife of the President?"

Sharon said, "...No."

"Then why are you here so late?"

Sharon looked at the thermal lunch box in her hand.

Originally, she wanted to say that she was gonna bring some food to Jameson, but then she changed

her mind, "Never mind, I'm just passing by."