Chapter 500: Am I Not More Important than Them?

Jameson Proctor raised his eyebrows, "This kind of thing needs nature to take its course.It's useless
for you to be anxious."

Sharon Allyson looked at him dissatisfied, "Look who's talking! It was you who was anxious in the first
place."

Jameson Proctor curled his lip up and whispered to her, "lam still anxious now."

Sharon Allyson, "......"

Jameson Proctor slid one hand into her clothes, saying leisurely, "Actually, you don't have to worry so
much.They may be getting along better than you think."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, if you obey me now, I'll give you the scoop."

A low groan spilled from Sharon's throat as she tried to shake his hand away.

But as soon as she heard the word "scoop", she stopped, "What scoop?"

"Do you know why her ex-boyfriend doesn't show up again?"

Sharon Allyson didn't think about it at first, but when she heard him mention it so suddenly, she couldn't
help but freeze, "Could it be that Daniel did it?"

It should be.

Before, Tiffany Momon told her that when Leon found her house, Daniel was the one who beat him
away.



She just thought it was over.

Never in her wildest imagination did she ever think that there would be a follow-up.

Jameson Proctor said, "Or else? Did you really think that he could turn over a new leaf and be a good
man?"

"In that case, Daniel is still interested in Tiffany..."

"Well, the scoop is given already...How can you repay me?"

Sharon Allyson, "......"

Halfway through the flesh battle, she whispered, "I'll have to get up early."

Jameson Proctor nodded, "Then you cooperate with me; we'll be done soon."

"How ......how should I cooperate?"

"Have you forgotten what you owe me?"

Sharon Allyson had to call him "hubby" nonstop until he finally stopped.

After she fell asleep, Jameson Proctor checked the missed call half an hour ago, then took his phone to
the balcony and called back.

Jacob Green said, "Mr.Proctor."

Jameson Proctor lit a cigarette and put it between his lips, his voice faint, "Talk."

"We've found out that Harley Cook's boyfriend is an employee of the Beale Group, and he is the one
who went to the studio to find Mrs.Proctor in the past few days."



Jameson Proctor's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone became colder, "When did he become so
close to Harley Cook?"

"It's been a long time."

Jacob Green added, "Our people followed him and found that apart from dating Harley Cook, he does
not have anything strange going on.

Moreover, there are two children in his family, one is eight years old; one is two years old."

Jameson Proctor ashed his cigarette, "Can there be such a coincidence?"

"Did Mr.Proctor mean that he approached Harley Cook on purpose? But he should have no
reason.Only a few people know that Young Master exists, and the secret will definitely not be let out."

"Keep an eye on it first."

"Then...do you want me to remind Harley Cook?"

"No.Don't startle the snake first."

Jacob Green said, "Okay, got it."

Jameson Proctor murmured and hung up.

Then after smoking a cigarette, he checked Dean Wilson's number and .

The next day, Sharon Allyson woke up before the alarm clock went off.She looked at the already bright
sky outside and stretched.

Sharon Allyson was about to get up, when a hand grabbed her waist, followed by the man's low, husky
and weary voice, "It's still early, so go back to sleep."



At that, Sharon Allyson turned sideways, picked up the phone beside the bed and checked the time.

There were still twenty minutes left before the alarm clock could go off.

Then she said, "It's about time.I have to get up now.You can continue to sleep."

With that, Sharon Allyson pulled the quilt up, covered his head, and patted it lightly.

The man in the bed was quiet for a moment and did not move again, seemingly asleep.

But before Sharon Allyson could get up, her wrist was suddenly grasped.

The next second, she was lying in the bed.

The man was on top of her, staring at her with his dark, deep eyes.

Sharon Allyson had never seen this look in his eyes before, and thus was stunned before saying,
"What's wrong?"

Jameson Proctor rubbed her wrist with his fingers and said huskily, "Nothing much.I just remembered
something."

A certain morning a few years ago, she was like this: Covered him with a quilt to block the dazzling
sunlight, patted lightly, as if she was coaxing a child, and let him continue to sleep.

The voice was soft, gentle and careful.

At that very moment, Jameson Proctor felt like a kid without much perspective on life.

He later thought of the time when Sharon came to him with her child, he actually had many ways to
make her disappear.



But he didn't do that.

Consequently, the Proctor family had a hold on it and got them to marry each other.

Although he always said that he hated Sharon Allyson, he was actually not that disgusted with marrying
her.

Not a single person in the world could force him to do anything.

He could even die for freedom.

Sharon Allyson looked at his profile face shrouded in the morning sun.

She probably was also reminded of that scene.

She blinked, raised her hand up around his neck, tilted her head and kissed his thin lips, "Jameson."

"Hmm?"

"Were you tempted by me very early?"

Jameson Proctor's lips twitched, his voice slow, "Yes."

Sharon Allyson didn't expect him to admit it so directly.

She was lost in a daze for a moment before a smile appeared on her face, "Then I am your first love?"

At that, Jameson Proctor frowned in displeasure, "Are you sure you wanna mention this to me?"

Sharon Allyson coughed and said solemnly, "It's getting late.I have to get up now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she got out of Jameson Proctor's arms and ran into the bathroom.



She and Martin Morton didn't stay together much at all and it was a long time ago, but that couldn't help
Jameson Proctor's jealousy to last a lifetime.

Jameson Proctor looked at her back as she fled, licked his teeth and slowly got up.

After Sharon Allyson washed up, the alarm clock went off.She sat down in front of the mirror, patted her
face and began to put on makeup.

Jameson Proctor leaned against the wall next to her, with one hand in his trouser pocket, "I haven't
seen you dressed up like this on a date with me."

"Can it be the same?"

"Am I not more important than them?"

Sharon Allyson, "......"

‘This person must have been a vinegar tank in his previous life.His stomach is full of vinegar.Sharon
Allyson reached out to push him, "Don't stand in the way.You're blocking my light."

Jameson Proctor took out his hand to check the time, "How long will it take?"

Sharon Allyson said, "That will be a while.You..."

As she said, she turned her head to look at him, "You don't have to send me off.I'll just go by myself."

"I'm fine in the morning."

Jameson Proctor continued, "Furthermore, the news that you are going to the Beale Group has
spread.Everyone is grabbing their popcorn.No matter how they promised you, Kale Bee will definitely
give you a hard time before he joins the Beale Group.However, if I give you a ride there, he dare not do
anything to you."



Without waiting for Sharon Allyson to respond, Jameson Proctor added, "This is called ‘to avoid
unnecessary risks’."

Sharon Allyson was dumbfounded by his theory.She was really no match for him in this regard.

Jameson Proctor rubbed her hair, "I'll be downstairs waiting for you.Come down once you are ready."


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