Side Chick Era… Over のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1201 - チャプター 1210

Sharon glanced through her recent schedule. Except for tonight, every slot was filled."I only have time this evening," she said. "But around six, I have a meeting. It might run late—would that be alright?"Julliard's voice was gentle. "Of course. You take care of your meeting, I'm in no rush."After setting a time, Sharon returned to her work.Around five, someone knocked on the office door. She looked up and was surprised to see Julliard standing there."Julliard? What are you doing here?"He smiled. "I had some business nearby. Once it was done, I figured I'd drop by and wait for you. Go ahead and finish your work, Sharon. When you're done, we can head out to dinner together."She glanced at the clock. "But you'll have to wait at least two hours.""That's alright," he said easily. "Whether I wait here or at the restaurant doesn't make much difference."Seeing how he put it, she couldn't insist further. "Would you like something to drink? Coffee? Juice?""Just water is fine

Julliard's hand, hidden beneath the table, tightened into a fist. The more he looked at Thomas, the more a sourness grew inside him. Thomas had to be dealt with.Over dinner, Sharon and Julliard traded updates: work, life, then Theo and Carter. Not once did Sharon mention Jamie. Even when Julliard tried—subtly, not so subtly—to steer the conversation that way, she said nothing about the plan to rob Jamie.Julliard understood why. It wasn't only that Thomas sat beside them. If John's message was to be believed, Thomas was part of this plot. Sharon simply didn't want him to know. She didn't want him involved—at least not yet. Perhaps she planned to tell Lu later, at dinner. Or perhaps she never intended to tell him at all. The thought lodged unpleasantly.Dinner ended quickly. Thomas drove them to the hotel. Juilliard smiled and said, "Sharon, I'll head back for now. If you need anything, just say the word.""Okay," Sharon replied.Once her car slipped away, Julliard's smile drain

Thomas's infiltration went smoothly.To avoid alerting anyone, he hadn't brought many people with him. He never liked too many bodies around anyway. Those who came along had already been sent off to search for Wendy.The night was quiet, the air cool and still. As Thomas paused to consider which direction to take, a flicker of awareness crossed his mind. His brow tightened slightly.He turned his head.A tall, broad figure stood in the shadows not far away.Thomas's steps came to a halt. "Jamie?"Jamie slowly stepped out of the darkness. "Thomas, what brings you here so late at night?"As the man emerged into view, Thomas suddenly understood. "Oh. So you've been waiting for me… Someone must've tipped you off, then?"Jamie's lips curved into a cold, sharp smile."There are plenty around Sharon who can't stand you. Or perhaps," he said, voice laced with poison, "she's already figured out who you really are—and wants me to take care of you for her."Whatever Thomas's purpose bes

It wasn't unexpected. Something like this was bound to happen.After all, this was the Walton family's domain, and Jamie was not someone to be taken lightly.Even so, Liam couldn't shake the unease gnawing at him.Just then, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor. Liam stiffened and turned toward the sound.Doug appeared, face taut."Mr. Ferrero's injured," he said quickly. "Get the operating room ready—now."Liam's heart lurched. He didn't ask questions. He just moved.Only after Thomas was wheeled into surgery did Liam finally speak."What happened, Doug? Did the plan go wrong?"Doug's expression shifted—difficult, unreadable."The plan went fine. We even found Wendy. She just… didn't want to leave. We decided not to force her."In truth, rescuing Wendy had never been the main goal.The real target was Jamie. That was why Thomas went alone to find him, while the others searched for Wendy. He had planted explosives in advance, and with his skills, working solo wasn't o

Julliard froze for a second, but recovered quickly. "I don't know what you're talking about."Thomas slowly sat up."You were the one who leaked the information to Jamie, weren't you?"Julliard's expression didn't change, but his silence spoke for him. "Thomas," he said, forcing a light tone, "I really have no idea what you're saying."Thomas smiled faintly. "Only three people knew about that operation—me, Sharon, and John. Neither Sharon nor John would ever expose it. Which leaves just one possibility—the person who met Sharon for dinner not too long ago."Julliard's face stiffened. He hadn't expected Thomas to see through things so easily.Thomas didn't seem to care whether he denied it or not. He continued, "I don't know how you got the information, but I should probably thank you. If you hadn't tipped off Jamie, I might never have found him so quickly. The Walton estate is vast—without your help, he might've slipped through my fingers."He lifted his gaze, his lips curving