Chapter 87 The Opportunity Finally Arrived
When Alex left, Sharon finally sighed in relief. This incident was over, but she knew she had to be more careful in the future.
She stood up, straightening her wrinkled clothes. Then, she grabbed another outfit from the closet and went downstairs.
In the living room downstairs, Alex and David sat facing each other, both looking rather displeased.
Seeing her come down, David said indifferently, "Alright, it's late. You both should head home."
Alex nodded, standing up and saying, "Okay."
He looked at Sharon with a cold expression, his eyes devoid of any warmth. "Let's go."
On the way back, he remained silent, still angry about earlier.
When they returned to the villa, she was about to get out of the car when he coldly said, "Don't you have anything to say?"
She turned to look at him. "What do you want me to say? That I really cheated, or what?"
"Sharon!" his gaze was icy, making her feel like he might strangle her at any moment.
She continued, "You didn't even see Seb's shadow, yet you accuse me. Do you need to see me cheat with Seb in person to alleviate your guilt for cheating with Ava?"
Alex's face turned extremely grim, gritting his teeth. "I never thought that way."
Sharon chuckled lightly, "Can you swear on your words?"
His face darkened, staying silent. Their tension grew once more.
With a mocking smile, Sharon stopped talking. She opened the car door and left.
He watched her walk away before slamming his hands on the steering wheel and causing a loud honking noise.
However, she never looked back.
When she returned to her bedroom, she heard the car start up outside, signaling Alex's departure.
Where he went, Sharon didn't know and didn't care.
The next morning, a hungover Alex slowly woke up.
Turning his head, he saw Ava lying naked beside him, but his eyes showed no emotion. He got up, dressed, and prepared to leave.
When he reached the door, Ava's gentle voice echoed from behind. "Alex, I made some soup for you last night and kept it warm. Can you drink it before you leave?"
He glanced back at her, his face expressionless.
To him, she was just a spice in his life with Sharon; no different from a plaything.
Moreover, she was only trying to please him because he was Smith Group's manager.
"No need." With that, he turned and left.
Leaving the apartment, he went straight to the office.
When he arrived, he immediately called Joseph in, "If I remember correctly, Silvercrest Group bankrupted a small company named Gonzalez in a business war."
Seeing his cold eyes, Joseph had a bad feeling. "Yes, that's true. Why?"
Alex smiled coldly. "Find someone from the Gonzalez family."
Joseph was stunned for a moment, then said in disbelief, "Mr. Alex, are you planning to go after Mr. Seb?"
"Yes, is that a problem?"
hesitating a bit, Joseph tried to advise him, "Mr. Alex, Smith Group has many collaborations with Silvercrest Group. If he finds out you're plotting against him, he might terminate the contracts, which won't be good for you."
"He bankrupted the Gonzalez family; what relation would I have if they wanted revenge??"
Seeing that Alex wouldn't listen, Joseph frowned. "Alright, I understand."
After Joseph left, a murderous intent filled Alex's eyes.
Since Seb repeatedly tried to cuckold him, he decided to teach him a lesson.
In the following days, Tom would visit the lab daily to bring Sharon various things, but she refused them all.
While helping Sharon set up the lab equipment, Ashley said, "I just don't get it. Tom gets rejected by you every day, yet he keeps coming back. Is he a masochist?"
Sharon shook her head. "I don't know. Forget it. You've set up that rack backward."
Ashley quickly took down the rack and set it up correctly, dropping the subject.
After a week of visiting the lab, Tom finally figured out Sharon's work schedule.
Next, he just needed to find a moment when Ashley wasn't around to take her away.
On Friday morning, when he brought flowers for Sharon and saw her alone, he knew his chance had come.
As he handed the flowers to Sharon, he noticed the impatience in her eyes and smirked.
He said, "Ms. Wright, are you sure you won't accept my flowers?"
Sensing something off about him today, Sharon's eyes flashed with caution. She instinctively picked up her phone. "I've told you many times that I'm married, Mr. Doe. Please respect that."
"Respect? Today, I'll show you what happens when you look down on me!"
Her face changed, turning to run toward the back door. But after just a few steps, Tom grabbed her hair.
A cloth with a pungent smell covered her nose. Struggling, she frantically pressed buttons on her phone, hoping to call someone for help.
As her vision blurred and a call connected, she blacked out.
Tom grabbed the unconscious Sharon with one hand, picking up her dropped phone with the other.
Seeing it was a call to someone labeled 'Uncle Seb', he hung up and turned off the phone.
The lab building was newly-constructed and rarely visited, so he dared to act boldly.
He dragged her into the equipment room beside the lab, locked the door, and set up a video camera.
Once he was done, he'd use the video to blackmail her into complying with his demands repeatedly.
Thinking of that outcome, he smiled lewdly while looking at Sharon.
He slowly approached, knelt down, and began unbuttoning her lab coat.
After undoing two buttons, he found it troublesome and tore the coat apart.
With the sound of fabric ripping, the remaining buttons on her lab coat flew off.
She was wearing a V-neck sweater, revealing her ample chest. Her figure was much better than anyone he had ever been with.
He stared in a daze, reaching out to touch her chest.
Suddenly...
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