Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 211: I Never Impose on Others

The next day, in the Proctor Group.

Ever since he entered, Sharon had been dawdling, not wanting to go up at all.

After a time, the phone in her bag rang.

It was Jacob calling.

After Sharon picked up, Jameson's voice came out.

Jameson said coldly, "Are you scrubbing the floor as you walk? So slow?"

Sharon raised her head and looked around, wondering if there was a surveillance camera.

Jameson added, "I have a meeting later. Hurry up."

"Okay."

Sharon withdrew her gaze and entered the elevator.

In the office, Jameson threw his phone to Jacob.

"Go pick her up at the elevator entrance. Don't let her escape."

Jacob felt strange about the word "escape".

Why did it sound like Sharon would be executed? Five minutes later, Sharon appeared in his office.

Jameson leaned back on the sofa, his slender legs crossed and his fingers tapping lightly on his knees.

His face was a cold blank mask.

Sharon walked up to him and said, "Mr.Proctor."

"Sit."

Sharon opened her mouth to say something but finally, she pursed her lips and sat opposite him.

Very quickly, Jacob made two cups of coffee.

After it was served, he silently left.

Sharon looked down at the table and then said seriously, "Mr.Proctor, I will foot the bill for Giana's behavior."

Jameson took a sip of coffee and said indifferently, "How?"

"I will listen to you."

"Sharon, do you know why you always cause so much trouble?"

Sharon did not say anything.

Jameson said lightly, "Because you always take responsibility for things that have nothing to do with you."

Sharon looked at him and said calmly, "Ruben is my brother. His business is my business. However, I don't ask for your understanding, Mr.Proctor. After all, only humans have such emotion."

Jameson was silent for a while.

Then he looked up at her and said, "Remember what you said. You have to be responsible until everything is settled."

"Within reason, I won't go back on my word." Jameson put down his cup, his thin lips curling.

"Very good."

For some reason, Sharon felt that she had been tricked.

She stood up and said, "Then I'll go back. If anything happens, let Mr.Green call me...."

Jameson said, "Something is going on now."

"...Mr.Proctor, please speak."

Jameson raised his hand and looked at his wristwatch.

"I have a meeting. Wait here. You can't leave until I return."

"But..."

"You can leave if you want.I never impose on others."

Sharon was surprised.

He didn't even flush when he lied.

Jameson looked slowly at her and said, "Whoever caused this incident should be held responsible."

Sharon closed her eyes and sat back on the sofa.

"I'll wait here for you, Mr.Proctor."

Jameson said slowly, "Why do I feel you're reluctant?"

Sharon made herself smile and clenched her teeth.

"Mr.Proctor, you are wrong. I'm not reluctant."

"That's good.I don't want you to say I'm pestering you again."

'Get out! What a jerk!' When he walked out of the office, Jameson looked back and Sharon immediately turned to look forward.

"There's a lounge inside," he said.

"If you're sleepy, go to bed."

Sharon pretended not to hear him.

After the office door closed, Sharon took a deep breath and leaned back on the sofa.

She felt like she was on the struggle bus.

Not long after, Giana called.

"I was a little busy yesterday,' Giana said.

"I didn't notice your call until now."

Sharon said, "Have you gotten everything straightened out?"

"It's a bit troublesome.

Although people are paying less attention to it, it still affects the follow-up work."

"Is there a great loss to the Proctor Group?"""I'm not sure about that, but my work has been halted.

Mr.Proctor told me to go abroad since I'm being watched.

There will definitely be losses when I'm not working."

Sharon nodded, "I see. Thank you for helping Ruben."

"You regarded me as an outsider.I consider your family my family.I can't just stand by."

"Then go abroad and rest for a few days. Leave the rest to me."

Giana whispered, "You went to Mr.Proctor?"

"I'm in his office."

Giana coughed and found an excuse.

"Well, I'm going to board the plane. Let's talk later."

"OK."

Sharon sat in the office for the whole afternoon.

An assistant delivered lunch but she didn't take one bite.

She wanted to make it clear that she was here to solve the problem.

She wouldn't be tangling with him anymore.

When he returned from the meeting at 5 p.m., Jameson saw Sharon still sitting there in the same position as before.

He walked over and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

Sharon said indifferently, "Mr.Proctor, have you figured out how to solve it?"

Jameson touched his forehead and said, "If you haven't eaten, have some with me."

"If Mr.Proctor hasn't decided yet, I can come tomorrow."

"What would you like to have?"

They seemed to be talking separately.

Jameson took his suit coat and said, "Then let's go out to eat."

Sharon fell silent.

After a while, she couldn't help but say, "Mr.Proctor, don't you need a hearing check?"

"Okay, let's go to the hospital.Anyway, you need a conscience check."

Sharon was too annoyed to argue with him.

After leaving the Proctor Group with him, she stopped and said, "Mr.Proctor, I..."

Jameson looked at her and tilted his head.

"Get in the car first."

Sharon took a deep breath and could only get on.

On the way, Jameson did not say anything.

Just as Sharon thought he made a fool of her again, he handed over a folder.

"Giana's image represents the Proctor Group to a certain extent, so the negative publicity not only affects her career, but also the Proctor Group."

Sharon took the folder and whispered, "Is it bigger than that you withdrew from the marriage?"

Jameson gave her a blank stare.

"I'm not joking."

Sharon immediately said seriously, "...I'm sorry."

Jameson continued, "At present, there is only one way to recoup our losses."

"

Sharon flipped through the documents in her hand as she listened carefully.

Jameson did not lie to her.

Apart from Giana's work, several projects of the Proctor Group were also in trouble. She raised her eyes and asked, "Mr.Proctor, what should I do?"