Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 298: I Won't Do Anything

The next night, Daniel handed the invitation letter to Sharon.

She sat in her room, placed the invitation letter beside her watch, and pursed her lips.

Rather than calling it a bidding, it was more like an offer of business alliance with the Beale family.

The Beale family probably wanted to use the bidding to consolidate their position, similar to when the Proctor family wanted to use the Morton family to develop connections at that time. Therefore, the people who went there this time were all influential ones.

If she showed up on this occasion, Talon and Natalia would definitely be caught off guard.

However, this method was too risky.

She had yet to decide whether she should do it or not.

After a while, she took out her phone and dialed Jameson's number.

Very quickly, the man's deep and hoarse voice sounded on the phone, "Did you miss me so quickly?"

Sharon didn't know what to say.

Without giving her the chance to speak, Jameson continued, "I told you to move in with me.

There's no need to be so troublesome.' After a while, Sharon said, "Since Mr.Proctor is sleepy, then I won't bother you."

"I'm sober.What's the matter? Speak."

Sharon said, "I..."

Her words reached her mouth, but she didn't know how to Say it out.

Hearing her hesitation, Jameson said, "Don't speak, I will go to your place.' "What, you don't have to..."

Before Sharon could finish her sentence, the phone had been hung up.

How could this jerk react so quickly? After hanging up, Sharon stood on the balcony, feeling that her anxious heart had gradually calmed down.

Half an hour later, Jameson called and said only two words, "Go downstairs."

Sharon rubbed her nose and trotted out the door.

Just as she got off the elevator, she saw Jameson walking over.

"Why are you here?" Sharon said.

Jameson said, "Didn't you think it's cold outside?"

Sharon was dumbfounded.

She hesitated for a moment, "But...you can't go up.Tiffany is sleeping."

The corner of Jameson's lips curled up, "I know, I won't go up."

He held her hand and sat on the chair in the hall.

Sharon subconsciously looked around and heaved a sigh of relief after realizing that there was no one there.

Jameson placed his hand on the back of her chair and laughed, "What are you so nervous about?"

"So Sharon couldn't speak for a moment. Maybe it was her sub-consciousness that made her not want to be seen with him so as to avoid being gossiped about. But to be honest, the jerk would definitely be angry.After thinking for a long time, she didn't think of a way to answer. Forget it.

"Nothing,' she said.

Jameson added, "What do you want to say to me on the phone?"

When mentioning this, Sharon looked down and her expression became much more serious.

Jameson was not in a hurry, he just waited quietly.

After a few minutes, Sharon slowly said, "I think ...my biological father might have a strong connection with the Beale family.I want to investigate the truth."

"Then what do you plan to do?"

"I'm going to ...go to the Beale family."

Jameson frowned, "How?"

"Actually, I went to that warehouse yesterday and found some useful clues. That might be the key to entering the Beale family,' Sharon said.

Jameson pursed his lips and said, "Have you ever thought that this is also the thing that Talon used to hold you back?"

"I know, so I must seize the most advantageous opportunity to strike first."

"Decided?"

Sharon nodded, "I've thought it through very carefully."

Jameson said, "Alright, then do it.I will help you."

"No need."

Sharon said, "Don't get involved for now. Although Natalia has always been targeting me, she doesn't know that we are already together. This situation is more advantageous for me. Otherwise, they will replace a way to drag you into this."

Jameson licked his teeth and said after a while, "I'm worried about you going to such a dangerous place alone.'

Hearing this, Sharon smiled and said, "I have a way to deter him."

"What way?"

"You'll see."

Seeing that the conversation was almost finished, Sharon stood up and wanted to leave, but before she could take a step, she was pulled back by Jameson.

He whispered, "I ran over in the middle of the night, and you just walked away?"

Sharon rolled her eyes and said, "It's really late. You should go back to sleep now.'

Jameson looked at her without saying a word.

Sharon knew what was on his mind, so she stopped him in time and said, "Don't think about it, I can't let you go up."

"Then come back with me."

"No."

"Why?"

Sharon looked away and equivocated, "How can you have that many questions? It's night, and you should sleep instead of running around!"

She didn't want to go back to the Star Lake Mansion.

At least, not now.

Jameson added, "Then we'll stay in a hotel."

His tone was domineering, giving her no room for refusal.

Before Sharon could make a sound, he had pulled her away.

Arriving at the hotel, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Sharon was too sleepy to open her eyes.

She covered herself with a coat and lay on the sofa.

"I'm gonna sleep. Good night, Mr.Proctor."

Jameson looked at her and his temples twitched, "Sleep on the bed."

Sharon refused without thinking, "I won't."

She knew what ideas Jameson had in his mind.

If she slept on the bed, wouldn't it be the same as turning herself in? This time, Jameson did not ask her any further.

He directly picked her up from the sofa and walked towards the bedside.

Jameson said, "Your mind is probably as narrow as a crack. How many times have I told you that if I really want to do something to you, I won't wait until now?" Sharon replied unconvincingly, "Isn't that because you're afraid that I'll call the police?"

Jameson was stunned.

He threw her onto the bed and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt with one hand.

Then, he bent down and put both of his hands on both her sides.

His black eyes narrowed with threat, "Then I will try. Let's see if I'm afraid.'

Sharon remained silent for a few seconds, but still decided to compromise.

"Sorry, forget about what I said just now.' Jameson said, "It's too late."

Sharon curled her lips and knew that the jerk would take advantage of her words.

Just as she was about to get out of his embrace, Jameson grabbed her delicate finger and said, "Be good, I won't do anything.Go to sleep."

"Really?" Sharon didn't believe it.

Jameson's black eyes were focused on her, "Not really."

Sharon was lost for words.

Jameson let go of her and slowly unbuttoned his shirt in front of her.

Sharon's ears turned red and her lips were dry.

She did not even take off her coat and turned around, wrapped in a quilt.

"I'm gonna sleep."