Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 451: Treating Me like a Stranger

Sharon had not finished her thought when Jameson dragged her forward, "Let's go. There's still unfinished business."

Sharon tightened her lips, knowing that he was referring to Josh Allyson.

Tavis had escaped with his people, but Josh had fallen into the hand of Jameson's men.

Jameson led her to a VIP lounge near the hall.

Jacob Green was waiting at the door.

"Mr.Proctor, Miss Allyson."

"The man's still breathing?" Jameson asked.

"Yeah."

Jameson had given the order that if Josh resisted, any measure taken would be allowed as long as they kept him alive.

Josh Allyson had not resisted much, but he had indeed kept a lousy mouth, cursing and insulting everyone including Sharon.

To make him shut up, Jacob Green ordered the men to give him a nice beating.

Now Josh was lying inside, moaning.

His moans were immediately heard when the door was open. He curled up on the floor with both hands on his stomach, screaming out in pain every two seconds.

Hearing someone walk in, he reached out his head to look and then moaned even louder.Jameson said indifferently, "You can still make a sound.It means they haven't done enough." Josh got up immediately with a forced smile on his swollen face, "Hehehe, my good daughter, and my son-in-law, we meet again.I have missed you guys."

"I didn't expect to see you so soon.I thought you were dead already" Sharon answered in disdain.

"Well, I am a fortunate man.I have a nice daughter, a good son. You're both well off now.I can't die, not before you repay me your debt."

"I've never Seen someone so shameless" Jameson commented.

"Where is my mother's grave?" Sharon asked.

Upon hearing these words, Josh Allyson put on a creepy smile, "Grave? What does a dead person need a grave for? What's the point? A fire could do the job, and then I threw it into the river." Sharon frowned, staring at him for quite a while, and then she turned her back, "I have nothing to ask him now"

Josh Allyson would never tell the truth, so there was no point asking about Ruben.

Josh yelled, "My good daughter, you can't leave me here like this! I talked so highly of you in front of everyone.I raised you with so much hardship, and now you're gonna desert me after you got rich?" Sharon didn't bother to answer and walked straight out of the room.

Jameson came before him, "Remember what I told you?"

Josh's face froze all of a sudden.

A cold, horrifying feeling crawled up on his back.

Some words were about to come out but were swallowed back.

Jameson ordered as he turned around, "Take care of it."

"Yes, Mr.Proctor," Jacob answered.

Not long after Jameson had left, another man showed up.

"Mr.Matthias." Jacob bowed lightly.

Patrick Matthias nodded and looked inside the room.

"This man. May I take him?"

"Of course."

"You've done well"

After leaving the hotel, Sharon looked at the dark sky, thinking about something.

Jameson approached her.

"It's all over now"

"Yeah, all over" Sharon replied.

"I'll help you move right now"

He really had no time to waste.

Jameson took her hand, "Time to go home, Mrs. Proctor."

Sharon moved her lips but couldn't think of an insult good enough.

Never mind.

She was tired.

Let him say whatever he wanted to say.

On the way to the Beale's, Jameson received a phone call.

After finishing it, he said to Sharon, "Tavis had got away, and Natalia was nowhere to be found."

Sharon was surprised, "I thought William Hood and others were after them"

"He jumped off the car. But don't worry. He's not getting out of South City."

"I only hope he would get what he deserves.I want my parents to rest in peace."

Jameson licked his lips, was about to say something but stopped.

After a while, Sharon spoke up again, "And Natalia?"

"She's used to the wealthy life. With nothing and her credit card frozen, she can't hide for long."

"So.....what will you do if you replace her?"

"She has to pay for what she's done."

Sharon pursed her lips and said no more.

Natalia had indeed done many bad things, but her crimes were nowhere as serious as Tavis Beale's.

'Laws would take care of her" Sharon thought. She was too tired to think about her now. After half an hour, the black Rolls-Royce entered the gate of the Beale's. The damage was not as little as Jameson had claimed.

Half of the house was burnt to the ground.

And inside the garden, the grass and the flowers, which had been cared for, were all ruined.

And the servants were nowhere to be found.

Sharon entered.

The living room remained untouched, except for the wall that had darkened.

The fire seemed to have started upstairs.

Sharon got to the second floor.

The farther she went inside, the more severe the burning was.

All the paintings on the wall had become ashes.

By the end of the hallway, it was Tavis Beale's room.

Sharon wanted to enter but was stopped by Jameson, "You should change first. These are not suitable here."

Sharon looked down at her dress and found that it was painted black by the dirt. She agreed and then turned towards her room.

Jameson forced his way in before she had closed the door.

"I'm changing.What are you doing here?"

"Just checking your room out.I haven't been here."

Sharon snorted.

A few steps in, she noticed that her room was damaged as well.

But luckily her clothes remained untouched. She grabbed some comfortable clothes and headed towards the bathroom.

Jameson raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you treat me like a stranger?"

Sharon couldn't stand it anymore.

"F*ck off!"

She shut the door violently and kept him outside.

After changing to her casual outfit, she felt much more comfortable.

She got out of the bathroom but saw Jameson holding his phone, face cold and distant.

He had just finished a call.

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. You done?"

"Yeah.Let's go to Tavis Beale's room now."

"Let's."