Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 134

Somehow, the topic diverted to Shawn. A man sitting in the comer said, "I think I saw Shawn just now. He was wandering around here and seemed to be looking for someone We were talking about something at that time so we didn't call him, but now he's gone."

Stanley raised his eyebrows. "Shawn? Shawn Lewis from the Lewis Family in Cresthill?"

"Yes." The man replied, "Mr. Jones, do you know him?"

Stanley said with a faint smile, "Sort of."

His short reply provided a blurry hint of what he was thinking. They could only speculate secretly what was the nature of his relationship with Shawn.

"Stanley..."

A woman's soft voice suddenly resonated, crashing into the men's get-together.

Stanley frowned and turned around. It was Jewel, who was staring at him motionlessly.

Reaching out to rub his forehead, Stanley stood up and walked over to her. "Why are you here?" "I called you but you didn't answer. I went to your office, but your secretary stopped me on the first floor and don't let me see you. I know you'll come for tonight's banquet."

This was the only way she could meet him.

There were a few men sitting on the sofa, looking at them with ambiguous eyes. Some were envious, and some were jealous. They reckoned Stanley would have no regrets in his life to live such vibrant and lustful life.

He brought with him a fiery red lady and another big star came to him in person. He was such a lucky guy.

Stanley frowned and walked to the inner room with Jewel. "Come here."

Jewel immediately followed him.

The inner room was a lounge. There was an unhindered purpose as to why Stanley took her there brazenly. The men looked at them with an erotic interest in their eyes.

After closing the door, Stanley turned around and said directly, "Why are you looking for me? Spill it."

His attitude was indifferent, and there was almost no expression on his handsome face, but Jewel smiled. " Stanley, you don't have to do this to me. I know you still have me in your heart."

Stanley glanced at her aloofly and raised his eyebrows. "Are you so confident?"

"Just now, when we were outside, those men looked at me so directly that it pissed you off. You didn't like the way they looked at me, so you took me to this room just to avoid them."

Jewel walked over to him and stared at him flirtatiously. "Am I right?"

"Yes." Stanley nodded without hesitation. "Jensen is my buddy. You are his sister, which means you are kind of my sister. How can I let those disgusting men look at my sister like that?"

Sister?

Jewel felt as if her heart was being stabbed. She growled in disbelief, "If you regard me as your sister, why did you have sex with me three years ago?"

Stanley stood against the wall, with one hand in his pocket and a smile on his lips. "I was going to let it slip, but I didn't expect you to take the initiative to mention it."

Shocked, Jewel subconsciously felt that something was amiss.

"Three years ago, your first movie was released with great success. I went to support you and attend your company's celebration party, but I passed out after drinking a glass of wine."

Jewel's face suddenly turned pale.

Stanley looked at her with a faint smile. "The next day, when I woke up in the hotel room, you slept with me on the same bed. I thought I had done something to you."

Jewel trembled all over.

"Other people can't stay in that room. It has always been my room. In order to ensure my safety, I personally asked the hotel to install a surveillance camera in the room. Outsiders don't know that there is a camera in my room."

There was no smile in Stanley's cold eyes. "Do you still need me to go on?"

Jewel turned pale immediately. "I..."

"I checked on the surveillance the next day. I was unconscious and couldn't do anything, so how could I have sex with you, huh?"

Jewel's body shook, and the blood on her face completely drained away.

"I am a man of passion, and I am especially protective of my own people. But at the same time, I hate betrayal the most, and I hate it when my people are playing tricks on me behind my back. You handed me that glass of wine, and you knew clearly what kind of drug you put in it."

The coldness in his eyes was so horrifying that Jewel stuttered in panic, "I-It's not me! It's really not me!"

"It doesn't matter if it's you or not." Stanley stood up straight and turned to walk out.

"Stanley!"

Jewel screamed and rushed over to hug him, refusing to let him go. She reached out her red lips and was eager to kiss him. "Why don't you want me? What's wrong with me? I can change, really! Just tell me what you don't like about me! Don't leave me! I don't have any family anymore. You are the only person in this world who treats me sincerely. I love you! I love you!"

Stanley avoided her lips and pushed her away forcefully. There was a hint of warning in his eyes. "Jewel, don't let me look down on you!"

After staggering a few steps back, Jewel supported herself against the wall. Her face was pale and her eyes were full of tears as she looked up at him sadly. "Are you really going to be so heartless?"

"I can give you anything you want, just like before." Stanley started to walk out. His cold voice echoed in the room, "But I can't be with you. You have to realize this."

After that, Stanley went out, closed the door, and went straight to Sharon.

However, when he came to the balcony, there was no one there. Stanley frowned in dismay.

After watching Stanley leave, Jewel suddenly fell to the ground. Her long nails scratched the floor and made an irritatingly creaking sound, which was particularly frightening in the quiet room.

After a long time, Jewel stopped scratching the floor. She raised her hand and found that her fingernails had been turned over and it was a bloody mess.

She could not feel the pain, and there were raging anger and hatred in her heart.

She took out her mobile phone, found the number, and dialed it. Her voice had been severely distorted. "Harvey, have you arrived?" Inside the car, Harvey was obviously aware of her anger. "Hey, what's wrong with you? Why do you have such a bad temper?"

Jewel was reluctant to talk too much. "Get your guys here and I'll lure Sharon Cruz to you. I don't care what you'll do to her. You'd better find someone to rape and kill her, and then throw her body in the wilderness as a feast for the feral dogs! I don't want anyone to find any evidence!"

"Miss Russell, you are indeed the most vicious woman for coming out with such an evil plan!" Harvey laughed. "I'll be there in ten minutes. Get the girl ready."

Jewel put away the phone, got up, and tidied up her dress. She pushed open the door of the room, restored the sweet smile on her face, and strode out.

Stanley looked around on the second floor, but he didn't find Sharon.

The banquet venue was very large. With so many people around, it would be difficult to find someone in a short time.

"Cheeky girl, why can't you just stay and rest where you are? Why do you want to make my life miserable?" Stanley cursed under his breath.

If he had known that she couldn't sit still, he shouldn't have put her there alone. He should have tied her to his belt at all times.

Depressed, he pulled his tie with his slender fingers and casually took the wine glass from the waiter's tray. He raised his head and drank the wine, his Adam's apple rolling, pouring all the wine into his stomach.

Sharon couldn't get away from Shawn as he tugged her wrist with great effort and brought her to the first floor. Sharon didn't know what he wanted to do. Seeing that he was going to take her out of the banquet, Sharon swung his hand away anxiously.

"Shawn Lewis!"

Sharon glared at him exasperatedly. "You've gone too far!"

Her voice was a little loud, which attracted the attention of the people around her.

Sharon retreated to the corner and lowered her voice as she said, "I've told you everything I want to say. Why are you still obsessive?"

"Obsessive?" Shawn's eyes narrowed slightly. "Do you think I'm obsessive?"

"Let me go..."

"Let go? Impossible!" Shawn interrupted her as if he knew what she was going to say. "Since I have found you, I won't let you go. There is only one possibility for me to let go."

Sharon frowned. "What?"

"Over my dead body. I'll only let you go if I die. Sharon, either you come with me, or kill me now. You only have two choices. You can choose one."

"Shawn, you are so shameless!"

Sharon was so enraged that she trembled all over.

"What? You don't want me to die?" Shawn smiled gently. "My dear Sharon, I know you won't let me die. Come with me, okay? I can give you everything."

With that, Shawn stretched out his hand to pull her, but Sharon took two steps back and glared at him indignantly.

Shawn was unprecedentedly happy.

For so many years, he had never been as happy as he was now. He finally saw her smile, enraged, and throw a tantrum. How could he let go of such a vivid and lively girl?

No! He would not let her go for the rest of his life!

"Young Master."

Peter suddenly appeared in front of Shawn and leaned over to say something in his ear.

Shawn frowned. "You go to meet them. I don't have the time now." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Young Master, those people are the important figures in the city. If you want to expand your influence in Beachmarsh City in the future, you have to meet them."

Peter tried to persuade him.

Shawn glanced at Sharon. "I'll be back soon. Be good and wait for me here." Then he turned around and ordered, "Peter, keep an eye on her. Let her be, but don't let her run away."

It seemed that Shawn was afraid of losing Sharon again as he did in the hospital last time. She acted so fast that she disappeared when he wasn't looking.

Peter smiled and said, "Okay, Young Master."

As soon as Shawn left, Sharon turned around and left. After a few steps, she stopped, turned around, and glared at Peter. "Why are you following me?"

Peter followed closely. "Sorry, I have to follow Young Master's orders."

"Young Master?" Sharon curled her lips. "The title is so disconcerting. How does Shawn bear the disgust and listen to it?"

Peter was rendered speechless.

Sharon was indeed a difficult target. It was no wonder that Shawn would be obsessed with her for such a long time.

"Don't follow me anymore. I'm going to the bathroom."

Sharon said and strode to the bathroom.

Peter hesitated for a moment, but he still followed up.

Sharon stood in front of the washstand, washing her hands while looking outside. She sighed and was speechless. The man was still waiting outside. She estimated that he would not leave until she came out.

She sighed and was about to leave when the door of one of the stalls was pushed open and a woman came out.

She was in a black dress with black hair. Her temperament was gentle and elegant, and her gazes were exceptionally charming.

Sharon trembled in shock.