Chapter 188: Quality Is of Prime Importance to a Me

Sharon looked inexplicable.

Why did she feel burdened? The man was also afraid that he would say too much and expose too
much information.

So he just nodded slightly and hurried off.

Looking outside and seeing the people leaving, Tiffany couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "That
developer is quite strange.Few people in the world will do good deeds without leaving their names."

At the very least, there was one among the people she knew.

Reaching out to rub her eyebrows, Sharon didn't care about it, "I'll go and continue my designing."

Tiffany nodded, "Alright."

The Proctor Group.

Jacob reported the latest information, "Mr.Proctor, it's done.Mrs.Proctor should have no doubts.I have
already instructed them to finish it as soon as possible, so as not to influence Mrs.Proctor's regular
work."

Jameson lowered his eyes and looked at the Band-Aid on his hand.

He didn't know what he was thinking and said indifferently, "Even if she knew that, it doesn't matter.It is
impossible that she gives up everything including her studio."

Jacob coughed and didn't say anything.

It had to be said that what Mrs.Proctor did was really ...a sh*t.



If Mrs.Proctor found it out, she might be so angry that she wouldn't care about anything.

After a while, Jacob said, "Mr.Proctor, the person in charge of Complex will arrive in the South City on
Saturday.At that time, you will have a dinner with him."

Jameson pulled his mind back and said, "Got it."

Jacob nodded.

As he was about to leave, he was stopped.

Jameson said, "Is Trey idle recently?"

"Well..."

Jacob actually wanted to say that no matter how idle he was, he wouldn't be as idle as you.

But he didn't dare to say it.

Jameson didn't seem to expect her answer.

He just said, "Find him something to do so that he wouldn't stay with Sharon all day long."

"OK."

After Jacob left, Jameson dialed William's number.

"I'm on a date," William said.

"Just spit it out."

Jameson leaned against the chair and his voice was cold and indifferent, "Your method doesn't work
either."



William didn't get it for a moment, "What?"

What nonsense was he talking? Jameson repeated impatiently, "I said, your method doesn't work.For
Sharon, it is useless.And she..."

William understood.

He followed Jameson's words and said, "And she what?"

"She bit me."

William was speechless.

He tried his best to control his laughter.

After a while, he calmed down and asked, "What did you do to her?"

Jameson did not want to mention those details and said unhappily, "Didn't you say that put my love into
action to make her feel it?"

Although William wasn't told the details, he could know what happened.

With Jameson's personality, he definitely wouldn't be able to do anything good.

How ridiculous would he be if Sharon could bite him angrily? William said, "Bro, circumstances alter
cases.I'm asking you to care about her, rather than do something that she hates according to your own
preferences."

Jameson frowned, "How do you know she hates you?"

"She bit you.Isn't that enough to explain everything?"



Jameson said after a moment of silence, "It only means that your method is useless."

William suddenly became excited, "It's meaningless for you to say that.But I've helped you summarize
the reason for your repeated failures."

"Do ahead."

"Actually, it's very simple.Your have a sharp tongue.If you can speak less, you might succeed.You..."

Before William could finish his words, the phone was hung up.

He looked at his phone and tutted.

Honest advice grates on the ear? In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

Sharon sat in his office and sighed as she watched the snow outside the window get heavier and
heavier.

It was really not suitable for going anywhere.

After relaxing her eyes for a while, she lowered her head again to continue the design.

At that moment, a knock came from the door.

Sharon stood up to open the door, only to see Jacob standing outside with a smile on his face...

Just as she was about to close the door and lock it, Jacob hurriedly blocked the door.

"Ms.Allyson, I'm here for something serious."

Sharon looked at him vigilantly, as if she was saying that there was no serious business between us.



Jacob coughed and continued, "Well, our Mr.Proctor has a dinner party tonight.Could you please be his
female companion?"

Sharon refused without thinking, "No."

"Ms.Allyson, Ms.Allyson."

Seeing that she was about to close the door again, Jacob suddenly sighed and looked disappointed.

"Well, my mother is not well recently.I want to take her to the hospital, but I have no time.If..."

"Your sadfishing was useless,"

Sharon said coldly.

Jacob coughed and changed his strategy.

"Ms.Allyson, to be honest, the cancellation of engagement with Miss Beale has a big impact on the
Proctor Group.Although Mr.Proctor seems to be ...quite idle recently, it's actually a way to relieve the
pressure."

"I don't think he is stressful."

Jacob was anxious, "Well ...Mr.Proctor always pretends to be good in order not to worry you."

"Tell him that there's no need to tell it to me.I won't accompany him to any dinner or worry about him."

Just as Sharon finished speaking and was about to close the door, Jameson appeared in the studio.

Seeing this, Jacob took a step back.

Jameson looked at Sharon and said calmly, "Sharon, If memory serves, you still owe me a meal."



"You memory is wrong."

She didn't say yes last week.

"Alright."

Jameson looked at Jacob and said, "Continue sending the rest of the clothes at Star Lake Mansion."

Sharon didn't say anything.

Jameson continued, "What are you waiting for?"

Jacob hurriedly took out his phone and said, "I'll do it now."

"Wait!"

Sharon gritted her teeth.

The boxes of clothes in her house had not been disposed of yet.

Although the money for selling them had been donated to charity, she was too busy to sell those
clothes every day.

The jerk was here to make trouble for her.

Jameson was not in a hurry.

He sat on the sofa with his slender legs crossed, "I'll give you time to think about it."

Seeing this, Jacob slowly retreated and left the room to them.

Sharon said, "Mr.Proctor, don't you feel that your actions are very shameful? What else can you do
besides threatening me?"



Jameson's expression did not change, "Quality is of prime importance to a method than quantity."

Sitting opposite him with pursed lips, Sharon said, "Mr.Proctor, Can I discuss something with you?"

"Go ahead."

Sharon slowly said, "I can accompany you to the dinner party."

Jameson's eyes brightened and he waited for her following words.Actually, he clearly knew that what
she would say would not be good.


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