Semua Bab Love, Law, and Remarrying: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Sheryl pulled open the drawer. Inside were four or five folders, each stuffed with colorful sticky notes.But none of the covers had any labels, so she couldn't tell what they were. All she could do was memorize the order and go through them one by one.In the fifth folder, she finally found a staff profile sheet. But it was for the beauty salon employees, not the underground operation.Currently, the beauty salon had twenty nine employees, five managers, three janitors, and a legal consultant.Sheryl picked up the last folder.The personnel files inside were noticeably different from the beauty salon's.The first three pages were information on the management staff, followed by two profiles that looked like teachers. Their bios even included their years of experience. One had eleven years, and the other nine.However, there were no specific job titles, only their start dates and ages. They were both in their mid-thirties.The rest were all young women. There were ten of them,

Aubrey's exhibition had received overwhelmingly positive reviews online. Lately, more and more people were voicing their frustration about not being able to get tickets and calling for an extension of the show.In just a few days, twelve of her paintings had already been sold at impressive prices.Meanwhile, the Nexville Art Association had also reached out with a proposal. They wanted to see a collaboration between Aubrey, the free-spirited abstract artist, and the renowned conceptual artist Ethan Jacobs in a joint exhibition.That afternoon, Sheryl chatted with Aubrey about it over the phone.Extending the exhibition was clearly a recognition of Aubrey's work, and she was more than happy to agree to that. But the idea of exhibiting alongside Ethan was something she needed to think about.Both Aubrey and Ethan were standouts in the art world. They were immensely talented and prominent figures. One was dazzling and intellectual while the other was graceful and refined. No matter h

Sheryl froze for a moment. She hadn't expected this pleasant surprise.She said with a tone of disbelief, "Vivian, you really–""I didn't!" Vivian cut her off. "Why would I ever hate you? We've known each other for years! You can't just doubt me because of what someone else says."Her heart was pounding as she choked out her defense, voice trembling with aggrieved emotion.Then she turned to Tina. "Tina, who gave you the right to assume such things about me? Who are you to me? Do you even know me? "Yes, I was embarrassed that day, but I also understood afterwards that Sheryl had her reasons. The exhibit was about to open, and if that acrylic panel had fallen, it could've killed someone. "That's why she panicked. You didn't even hear the whole conversation. What right do you have to judge me?" She sniffled while trying to appear strong. "And you dare bring up what happened yesterday? "I was demoted because of you. If you hadn't posted that photo in the group chat, I wouldn't h

Sheryl took two steps forward, blocking Vivian's line of sight, and muttered under her breath, "What took you so long?"Earlier in the afternoon, Brandon had told her he'd come pick her up since she had to work late. He even let the driver go home early. She'd told him to arrive around half past seven.She had hoped he'd get here in time to witness the drama that was Vivian's fake concern and award-worthy performance."There was terrible traffic on Sterlingham Road during rush hour. I got held up for about twenty minutes," Brandon explained, frowning as he gently took her arm and examined the bruise. "What happened here?"Sheryl smiled. "It's no big deal. During the rounds just now, a girl tripped behind me and accidentally bumped into me."Brandon's gaze darkened behind his glasses. His expression immediately became tense. "Are you in any pain? Is your stomach okay?""It's fine. I didn't land on my stomach. I caught myself with my arm."Still, Brandon wasn't reassured. "No, we'

Brandon looked at the ointment in his hand. "Promotes blood circulation and reduces bruising?"Vivian's heart skipped a beat. She nodded. "Yeah. I asked the clerk, and they said this one works best."'Promotes blood circulation and reduces bruising?'That kind of medication could cause abdominal pain and vaginal bleeding in pregnant women, as well as significantly increase the risk of miscarriage.Sheryl took the tube and checked the label. Her brows knitted together. "Did you not ask the clerk if this was safe for pregnant women?"Vivian met her gaze, and her heart started pounding uncontrollably.The truth was, when she bought it, she specifically asked for something that promoted circulation and reduced bruising. She'd just been gambling on the chance that neither Sheryl nor Brandon would know any better.But her pretty, innocent face remained blank and confused. "I didn't ask. I just heard it was effective, so I bought it. Is something wrong with it?""Medicine like this ca