Chapter 219


    A weekter, Edgar returned from his trip to Rainshore City.


    His birthday bash was on the weekend. He had nned to pick up Sherilyn from Serenity Street,


    but she turned him down because she wasn''t home then.


    Given the weekend gap, she naturally had arranged with ke to cram in a few more scenes for


    their project. So, after wrapping up on set, Sherilyn hailed a cab and headed straight to Edgar''s


    ce.


    The traffic was a bit of a mess, making her slightlyte. When the server led her inside, the party


    was in full swing and buzzing with energy. Sherilyn spotted Edgar amidst the crowd, but seeing him


    upied, she decided not to interrupt and found a seat instead.


    The room was all youthful faces. Sherilyn quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, no elders


    were in sight.


    "Hey, who do we have here?" Suddenly, a group approached her, led by none other than Darlene,


    the heiress, with a smirk that spelled trouble.


    Sherilyn frowned, contemting a seat change. They had never gotten along, and she wanted to


    avoid confrontation.


    "Leaving so soon?" But as Sherilyn stood, Darlene blocked her path. "Sherilyn, long time no see.


    Why don''t we catch up a bit?"


    It was obvious that Darlene was there just to stir up some trouble.


    Trying to keep herposure, Sherilyn responded, "Move aside. We have nothing to talk about."


    "Oh,e on, there''s always something to talk about," Darlene sneered, "Let''s start with how you


    manage to be so shameless. It''s one thing for Sylvia to back you up, but this? Crashing a private


    birthday bash? Taking yourself for one of us, aren''t you, just because you''re some charity case


    taken in by the Johnson family?"


    A whisper came from the side. "Mr. Gilbert is here, too."


    "Oh?" Darlene raised an eyebrow smugly, "So, you clung to Gilbert to get in here? Tsk, it''s not just


    shamelessness. It''s outright audacity!"


    Their snickers filled the air.


    "So, what''s your game? Gilbert is tired of you, so you''re here fishing for a rich husband?"


    "Dream on!"


    "Little sparrow dreaming of bing a phoenix?"


    Sherilyn closed her eyes, trying to ignore their barks. As she was about to retort, "If you''re done..."


    "Enough!" A deep,manding voice cut through the mockingughter.


    The group turned, startled, to see a posse approaching. Edgar, Gilbert, Yates, and even Caroline


    were part of it.


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    Darlene''s eyes locked on Gilbert, her mouth agape. "Gilbert..."


    But he seemed not to hear her, his gaze lowered, his face expressionless.


    Edgar strode forward, reaching Sherilyn in a few steps and firmly taking her hand. Sherilyn was


    shocked and felt ufortable, yet she didn''t pull away.


    "You all..." Edgar''s handsome face was a stormy front as he red at Darlene and her cronies, his


    voice booming, "Apologies to Sherilyn, now!"


    What? The group was stunned, their eyes wide. "Apologies to her? Why should we?"


    "Why?" Edgar scoffed, "Because your filthy mouths insulted her!"


    "Insulted?" Darlene was incredulous, "When did I?"


    She had made remarks about Sherilyn being an orphan and sneaking into the party.


    Someone tugged at Darlene''s arm, hinting her to look at Sherilyn. Only then did Darlene realize, to


    her astonishment, that Edgar was holding Sherilyn''s hand.