The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 827 Peggy's Weird Questions

Roger sighed upon hearing her denial. "Helin, here's the thing. I already know." He added indifferently, "All my work plans have been cancelled. If everything is alright like you said, this shouldn't have happened."

"What?" She didn't even know what he was talking about. "Oh my god, he's gone too far."

Helin consoled Roger, "Don't worry. I am going to talk about this matter with my father right now!

"Helin." He stopped her. "Don't, Helin. I'm actually alright with this whole arrangement. I've always been busy at the company, so I'm taking the chance to get some rest for a few days."

Roger heaved a deep sigh and added, "The only thing I worry about is you. I want to know if you are alright. Did your father scold you?"

Helin was happy to hear his concern for her. She couldn't understand why Heron just couldn't accept Roger for who he was -- he was perfect in her eyes.

She put aside feeling bad for him and merely answered, "Don't worry. I'm fine, really.

He won't punish me harshly, even if he thinks I've made a mistake. He's my father."

"Okay, then." Roger let out a sigh of relief. "I've booked a ticket to fly out tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?"

Helin wanted to go with him, of course, but in light of what just happened, she had to refuse. She smiled resentfully and answered, "Sorry, I just can't right now, with this whole situation going on. Have fun, though, you deserve the break. When you come back, I hope everything gets settled."

"I do hope so," Roger sighed. "Anyway, it's late now. Time to go to bed. Off you go. Good night."

As soon as he hung up the phone, the cold sneer made its way to his face.

Meanwhile, in BM Corporation, the work in Shining Company was over, and all the models were heading back.

Sue, however, didn't show up the first day after their return.

Sheryl thought she would be able to offer Sue some more help or support, but she lost her chance.

Sue's absence also piqued Holley's curiosity, so she made sure to ask Sheryl about it after work.

"Sher, do you know why Sue didn't come today?"

Sheryl shook her head, concern on her face. "What happened to her?"

Holley pouted. "I worry about her. I called her a bunch of times this morning, but she didn't pick up once." She arched a brow at the other. "Sher, you're her neighbor and best friend, so I hope you can go and replace out how she is. And please let me know how she is when you do, I just want to make sure she's alright."

"But I..." She wanted to tell Holley that she had already moved, but she was interrupted.

"Okay? Please just check on her. I have to deal with some business, so I've got to go now." She smiled and added, "Call me when you see her so I can stop worrying, okay?" And she left before Sheryl could react.

She was speechless, and all she could do was sigh. She was worried about Sue, so she decided to give her a visit.

As soon as she left BM Corporation, she made her way to Sue's place.

After several knocks on the door, a strange voice called out from inside. "Stop knocking, it's too noisy!"

Allen opened the door impatiently, with a sour look on his face. When he saw Sheryl standing outside, he examined her skeptically. "What do you want?"

"I'm here for Sue. Is she inside?" She was puzzled -- she had never seen the man before.

"She isn't here." He threw her a cold glare and added, "There's no one called Sue here." He was about to swing the door shut when Sheryl grabbed the edge of the door.

"Hold on." She felt nervous about dealing with the rude man, but she was more worried about Sue. She had to replace out what was going on with her. "This is Sue's house. Tell me who you are, or I'm calling the police."

The man's face twisted in anger. "Why you..." He raised his fist, as if he was going to hit her, but Peggy appeared behind him. "Miss, please forgive my son's rude behavior. He's usually decent," she said with a staged friendly tone.

"Who are you? Why are you stayin here in Sue's house?" Sheryl asked them again, more cautiously.

"Don't misunderstand. I'm Sue's mother, and this is my son, Allen. We're family. And you are?" Judging from Sheryl's clothes, Peggy assumed that she was a very rich woman.

'Sue picked up quite a number of decent friends in the past years, ' Peggy thought to herself.

"I'm Sheryl, Sue's friend." She knew she should've been more polite to her, since Peggy was an elder, but all she really felt for the woman was anger -- anger for all the injustice Sue had suffered because of her.

Instead of spewing any more niceties, she just asked, "Where is Sue? Why isn't she here?"

"She went out to take care of some business. You're welcome to come in and have a sit." Peggy gestured for her to come inside.

She hesitated for a moment, but her desire to see Sue made her agree.

As she looked around the place, she frowned.

It was clean enough, but much messier than when Sue lived there alone. A strange smell also filled the air, and her brows knitted further in concern.

"Sit here, Miss. Sue will be back soon. You can wait here."

She gave Allen a hard nudge. "What are you doing? Bring our guest some tea!"

She sure was trying hard to seem friendly, Sheryl thought. "Are you close with Sue, Miss?"

"Yes, I am." She nodded. "I've known her for years. We're good friends."

"So... You do know about her condition, then?" Peggy asked Sheryl cautiously.

Sheryl paused for a moment to consider how she should answer the woman. In the end, she thought she might as well just answer honestly. She wasn't completely sure how to judge these people, but at the very least, they were Sue's relatives. "Yes." She looked at Peggy in confusion, wondering what her motives were.

"As a model, Sue must have earned quite a sum of money these past years, right?" she asked Sheryl, her eyes looking greedy. Sue had always told her she didn't have much money with her, but Peggy never believed a word. She thought she could take this opportunity and verify that Sue was deceiving her. "Rent for this house must be really expensive, hmm?" she added, with a suggestive tone.

Sheryl narrowed her eyes at the questions. It was strange for her to be asking about money as soon as she met Sheryl, instead of asking about her daughter. "Why are you asking this?" Sheryl asked.