"My Raina is back, all of you get lost, don’t scare her away!"
It must be these people who scared his Raina away!
Looking at Yancy Shaw at this mont, one of the n in suits wiped his sweat and then advised helplessly.
"Mr. Shaw, your wife... has been deceased for six years..."
It was said long ago that Mr. Shaw often called out his late wife’s na when drunk, and it turned out to be true.
"Get away, all of you get away, don’t stop , I want to find her!"
Seeing Yancy Shaw unable to control himself, a few security guards exchanged glances and then... finally, they forcefully pressed down on his neck.
Only then did he quiet down, his body falling straight down!
The security guards quickly caught him, laboriously supporting him back into the elevator.
Sumr Shawcross stood there in a daze, sighing with so disappointnt. She had initially wanted to ask Yancy Shaw for a favor, but he seed mad just now, completely refusing to listen to others. She had no opportunity to ask for his help.
It seems even fate doesn’t want to help her this ti.
Thinking this, Sumr couldn’t help but let out a long sigh, then turned around, opened the door, and went back to her room.
...
When Sumr returned to the room, Sherry, who had changed into a bathrobe, was sitting by the window lost in thought.
Hearing the sound behind her, she was startled, then turned her head, and upon seeing it was Sumr, her expression finally relaxed.
Sumr ca to her, suddenly stared at her for a mont, and couldn’t help but ask.
"Is your original na Raina?" she couldn’t help but ask.
Yancy Shaw didn’t seem to have mistaken her in his frantic state earlier; this sister Sherry should be the Raina he was talking about.
"What are you talking about? My na is Sherry," she said with a smile.
But thinking about what happened earlier, she was still a little pale.
She hadn’t expected, on such a night, that he could accurately follow her all the way...
Seeing her denial, Sumr couldn’t help but look a bit more skeptical and asked confusedly.
"Then why are you avoiding him?"
Earlier in the elevator, caught by surprise, Sherry hadn’t given her a chance to ask; she could only bite the bullet and switch clothes with her to go out.
But now that she thought about it, her reaction was too odd.
If she wasn’t the Raina Yancy Shaw ntioned, then why was she escaping, and... so pathetically at that.
She’d never seen anyone in their own ho being chased until their face turned pale.
As Sumr’s voice fell, Sherry’s expression changed before she explained.
"I was just montarily scared, thought I encountered a pervert. Now, it seems I overthought it."
"Oh..." On hearing this, Sumr nodded.
Seeing her nod, Sherry sighed lightly.
Just when Sherry was breathing a sigh of relief, Sumr’s voice suddenly sounded.
"Then I’ll go call him back!"
Hearing this, Sherry’s face changed dramatically, and by the ti she turned around, Sumr had already turned and was heading toward the door.
She was shocked, hurriedly speaking out.
"Wait a minute!"
"Weren’t you just misunderstood? If it was a misunderstanding, what are you afraid of?" Sumr gave her a smile, then intentionally said.
Sherry’s face was unpleasant, staring at Sumr for a mont, montarily at a loss for words.
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