The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 1101 Gary's Persuasion

"That's very impressive, Sher!" Isla praised her with a look of admiration. 'The case for Tarsan Corporation isn't an easy job, but she can fix it on her own in such a short time. She really is something.' Such thoughts of admiration filled her head.

"Since they showed their sincerity, we should also give them our efficient work in return," Sheryl responded. "Just give me some more time. When I can get all the work done, you can go inform Tarsan Corporation."

In a good mood, Isla replied in a cheerful voice, "Got it!"

'Once she finishes this first draft, the rest of the work can be accomplished easily. As long as the party's over, we'll be well paid, ' she mused.

"How about you take a few days off and have a good rest at home after the case?"

Isla suggested earnestly that her friend should take a break.

"Are you advising me to focus on my fight with Charles' mother?" With a weak smile, Sheryl countered Isla's suggestion, avoiding giving her a proper reply. "No, I'm hoping you can prove your innocence soon."

With seriousness written all over her face, Isla quickly explained.

"I know. Don't worry, Isla. I know what to do." Decisively and a little defensively, Sheryl fixed her gaze on Isla.

"I'm glad to hear that. Now that you said so, I won't mention it again," Isla nodded. "Well, I'll leave you alone so you can focus on your work. See you later!" "Isla!" Sheryl called out. "Thank you!"

When she spoke, her voice carried much sincerity. Truly, she owed much care and support to her friend.

"Come on, Sher. We're good friends. Why are you being so formal?" said Isla with a warm smile. "I'll be happy as long as you do take care of yourself."

It was past ten in the morning when Sheryl finally worked out the whole scheme. As she went through the entire plan, she nodded her head with satisfaction.

All the papers in her hand, she headed to Isla's office. "I finished it, Isla!" exclaimed Sheryl with excitement, standing in front of her.

"Well done, Sher! I'm going to give Tarsan Corporation a call," Isla gushed. Staring at the thick documents in Sheryl's hand, she was basking in the thrill.

To fill her in, Isla called over Irene. The latter asked them to go to Tarsan Corporation with their scheme the following day.

"Now that you've finished the case, you don't have much work for today. How about you go home and get some sleep? Tomorrow we'll go to Tarsan Corporation and get it done!" Isla said, full of energy. "That's a good idea. I'm a little sleepy. Since Charles' mother is still at the hospital, I can go home and get some sleep without being disturbed," Sheryl returned, yawning and stretching lazily, "Exactly. Now come on, you can go home now. Oh, how did you get here? Do you need me to give you a ride?" Isla offered. It suddenly occurred to her that Sheryl had returned home just several hours ago without getting to sleep.

"Thank you! If you didn't mention it, I would've asked you to give me a ride."

Sheryl grinned at her kind friend.

With a loud laugh, Isla responded, "You naughty girl. Let's go!"

"Alright," Sheryl gladly replied.

When Isla drove Sheryl to Dream Garden, Nancy was serving Melissa in the hospital so only Gary was left at home.

As Sheryl entered the house, she bid Isla a farewell. Walking into the living room, she found Gary sitting alone with a pensive look on his face. "You're back, Sher," the old man addressed her. "Yes, Grandpa,"

Sheryl nodded politely.

"Would you like to sit down and have a little chat?" Looking at Sheryl with his amiable eyes, he proposed a short sitdown.

"Sure, I'd love to. If you want to replace someone to talk to, I'll always be there," she agreed with a genuine smile. Sheryl couldn't help but always respect this gentleman.

For being such a reasonable elder, he deserved respect. Unlike some, he seldom meddled with Sheryl's and Charles' matters. Although he lived in Dream Garden, he gave the young couple enough privacy and respect.

"What's up, Grandpa?" Sheryl asked, settling herself on the couch.

As she took her seat, he went straight to the point.

"As for what happened to Melissa, do you have something to tell me?" he asked frankly. Last night, he had overheard their fight in his bedroom, but he didn't want to get involved in their quarreling.

Even so, judging by the noises, he could feel that Sheryl was the underdog in that argument.

'In normal cases, the winner wouldn't hurt herself...but Melissa did,' he thought in confusion.

"What did you hear last night, Grandpa?" Not knowing he overheard them, she wasn't sure how much Gary had heard about their quarrel.

"I heard you argue with each other, but to be frank, I didn't hear the conversation," he said honestly.

As she stared at him anxiously, Sheryl asked, "Grandpa...do you think she really attempted to end her life because of me?" If Gary didn't believe her, she wasn't certain if she could still stay in Dream Garden. "I don't know. My instinct tells me that Melissa isn't the victim. But why did she commit suicide if she wasn't bullied?"

Puzzled, the old gentleman shook his head.

"I'm not accusing you, Sher. I heard that you and Charles had a fight last night. Now our family is a mess, and no one is happy. That's not something I want to see," he sighed. He simply wanted her to know why he asked to talk with her.

"Grandpa...I didn't..." She tried to defend herself. When she heard that Gary didn't blame her, she had to admit that she was very grateful.

Meanwhile, she didn't know how to address his confusion. Apart from an oral explanation, she couldn't replace any strong evidence to prove that she was innocent.

"Sher, I know that you're a good girl. But Melissa used to be a good mother. When she left home, Charles was already a teenager, so he remembers many things about his mother. Although they hadn't seen each other for fifteen years, they share the same blood.

I don't know if Charles made another mistake on this matter. I hope you can forgive him and give him another chance for the sake of your history and his love for you.

Of course, this is only my own opinion. I don't know whether my guess is right or not. If it is, I will apologize to you on behalf of Charles and his mother. You suffered a lot because of them. But if my guess is wrong, I think an apology can almost settle the problem."

His tone was earnest and sincere, putting Sheryl at ease in spite of the situation.

After hearing his thoughts, Sheryl knew that he had the same doubt as Charles did, but however, he tried to comfort her indirectly.