Lahat ng Kabanata ng Who's the One Regretting Now?: Kabanata 691 - Kabanata 700

When Oliver heard that, he told the receptionist to pass Sharon the phone. Sharon still owed the company over ten million dollars, and now she had the nerve to show up on her own. If she couldn't pay, then she should enjoy a shiny pair of silver handcuffs.The moment the phone was handed to Sharon, she curled her lips into a smirk. "Hello, Mr. Sinclair. I'm here to pick up a few things I left behind when I quit.""Ms. Emerson, your stuff was cleared out by the janitorial staff a long time ago. But you still owe the company something," the voice on the other end replied with thinly veiled sarcasm.Sharon had expected that exact tone, and could even imagine his expression as he spoke—that was precisely the effect she wanted."Oh? I owe the company something? That's news to me," Sharon said, playing dumb."Have you forgotten that you left under a serious breach of contract? Your messy personal life seriously damaged our company's image. You were given the breach penalty documents at

"Watch what you say. That's my brother." Sharon finally spoke up, making it clear. She had been keeping an eye on the entrance out of the corner of her eye and saw that Mitch had just arrived."Brother? Not sugar daddy? Is that what you're calling it now in your circle?" Claire sneered.No sooner had she said that than a man stepped through the door. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and was clearly a foreigner."Mr. Keane, those women were maliciously targeting Ms. Emerson and even spreading obscene rumors. Their words were downright vile," Morgan said, turning to address Mitch the moment he heard the latter's footsteps.Everyone turned their attention to the new arrival. Mitch walked over to Sharon and gave her a respectful bow before asking, "Ms. Emerson, I'm sorry I arrived late and allowed you to be frightened and humiliated."Claire and the others watched this unfold. The man who was referred to as Mr. Keane was clearly a cut above Morgan. His clothing, his mannerisms—everything a

As the group continued chattering and panicking among themselves, Claire, the self-proclaimed leader, raised her voice and said, "Calm down, all of you." She crossed her arms. "A real brother? One's last name is Hale, and the other's Emerson. Doesn't that make you suspicious?"She scoffed. "For all we know, this is just a front. If Sharon really came from a powerful family, would she have needed to work at our company? Would she have waited until now to show up and take revenge?"The others quieted down for a beat before someone added, "Didn't we all hear that Sharon was an orphan? I'm fairly certain that the company conducted background checks at the time. I've seen her file.""Where would a brother come from then? Is he a real sibling or someone she hired to play the part?""Don't tell me she's one of those long-lost heiresses straight out of a cheesy soap opera?""That's ridiculous. If she really is some kind of heiress, then she'd pay off the penalty to prove that she has th

Sharon had picked this exact moment on purpose to speak. She had returned to her former employer's company for revenge.She hadn't mentioned the breach penalty at first, and didn't bring up her brother either. Instead, she lowered her stance and said she was just there to collect her belongings. It was all just a cover. What she was really there for was to set this whole thing up. She'd been waiting for this moment. And Oliver had walked right into it."That was just a joke. There's no way the company would actually make you pay that much. Our policies are very humane," Oliver tried to explain.Sharon stared at his fake smile and blatant denial, then scoffed. "I've never seen anyone joke about ten million dollars and jail time."Mitch backed her up immediately. "Your company used an incomplete contract to go after a former employee and demand a massive payout. That's grounds for extortion."The word "extortion" hit Oliver like a truck. His knees went weak, and his whole body wen

Behind Sharon, Claire and the others almost gagged at the sugary tone in Sharon's voice. Still, they crept up to the corner to peek. They had to see just what kind of wrinkly old man this brother of hers was.On the stairwell, Elias looked up when he heard Sharon calling and offered a soft smile. Sharon jogged down the steps, and Elias gently warned her, "Slow down. Be careful.""I'm fine. I won't fall," Sharon replied cheerily as she naturally slipped her arm through his.Behind them, Oliver was sweating buckets. Now he was trembling all over, nearly tripping as he followed up the stairs.This "Mr. Hale" wasn't just tall and handsome. His presence alone was intimidating. And he really was Sharon's brother.The group made their way back upstairs. Off to the side on the second floor, Claire and the others caught a glimpse of Elias.They didn't need a full view of his face. One glance at that tall frame, the sleek designer fit, and that watch flashing on his wrist was enough. The m