Chapter 968 The Icing On The Cake
Staring fixedly at Sheryl, the woman continued, "Besides, I''ve already made apromise. So I
suggest you think carefully and make the right decision."
"You..." Sheryl scrambled to say something. Flustered, she kept thinking, ''I swear to God, I''m about to
bite her head off right now.'' She couldn''t take it any longer and decidedly stated, "You know what? I am
done reasoning with you." She turned to Charles and urged him, "Honey, stay out of this, please. I am
going to call the police."
The next second, her phone was in her hands. As she was about to dial the number, Charles grabbed
her by the arm and pleaded, "Sweetie, it''s not a big deal. If she wants $20, 000, let''s just give it to her
and get it over with."
"You don''t get it," Sheryl cried out in anger, shaking her head. She stared at Charles for a few seconds
before slowly letting out her frustrations through her clenched jaw.
"She is ckmailing us! I can''t allow this. There''s no way we''ll give her that money!"
Charles was not giving in either but he did not want to make a scene. As a wise businessman, he
always had the upper hand. He already had a n on how to deal with them. He would not allow this
woman to take advantage of Sheryl like that. Holding Sheryl''s hands, Charles convinced her to pay the
amount the woman had asked for. "Trust me," he added, "this is not over yet."
Sheryl''s frazzled look concerned him. Charles wanted to end that situation at any cost and get her to
rest as soon as possible.
"$20, 000 right?" he reiterated, calm as a cucumber. It was the calm before the storm. He looked at the
woman with contempt awaiting her reply.
"Yes," the woman replied instantly. She had witnessed the scene between them and couldn''t keep
herself frommenting, "Your... girlfriend is young and unreasonable. I''m d you are a rational man
and can see that this a win-win situation. Things will get really messy if the insurancepany gets
involved..."
Charles turned his back to her before shepleted her train of thought. He headed straight to his car,
took out the twenty thousand dors and made his way back to her. When the woman saw the cash,
her face lit up. It was enough to get that woman to stop talking. Charles handed her the money and
demanded sternly, "Go ahead and check it."
"Oh, there is no need," the woman stated as she took the cash hastily. "I trust that it''s all there." Blinded
by her excitement, she did not notice Charles'' meaningful expression. All the woman could think of was
how well she had pulled off her ckmail. ''Today is such a good day! This rich man fell right into my
trap and, because of his weak girlfriend, he offered me all this money on a silver te.''
Dumbfounded, Sheryl mumbled, "Charles..."
She could not believe her eyes. Irritated, she pulled him closer by his sleeve and inquired, "Why did
you give it to her? We can..."
"It''s okay," Charles interrupted her with a tender tone. "It wasn''t that much money," he added.
"I think so too," the woman agreed reassuringly. "I''m d there are no hard feelings here. By the way,
this man treats you really well... make sure you hold onto him..." she told Sheryl with an insinuating
wink.
It seemed that in her eyes, Sheryl was a mistress who had hit the jackpot.
Upon hearing this, Sheryl sharpened her scowl.
Before she could say anything back, Charles opened his mouth, "Is he... your husband?" Charles
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pointed at the man on the side.
"Yes, he is," the woman nodded gleefully. "And since we are on good terms now, I will actually share
our good news with you. My husband has just epted the general manager position for Shining
Company," she said proudly.
Sheryl froze when she heard the woman mention Shining Company.
"Is that so?" Charles remarked. "Congrattions," he added on an unenthusiastic tone. He then
proceeded to grab Sheryl''s hand and urged her, "Let''s go, honey. We''re done here."
An "Uhmmm" was all that Sheryl managed to let out. She was expecting Charles to blow up in the
man''s face. To her surprise, he remained calm andposed. Trying to ovee the shock, she
followed him to the car. As she was about to blurt out her questions, Charles took out his phone and
called David up.
"Hello, Mr. Lu. What can I do for you?" David asked concernedly. Charles'' call came just as he and
Alicey down and were about to sleep.
Charles was staring outside his car window when he saw the tall man get angry and start yelling at the
woman. With a satisfied smile, he told David, "I remember that you interviewed Marcus Song. He is
"Oh, yes, he is," David replied. In an effort to set Charles'' mind at rest, he continued, "We offered him a
high sry so he already resigned from his formerpany. As far as I''m concerned, he is well
qualified for the position; he seems reliable and honest. Is there anything wrong?"
"Call him right now and tell him he is fired," Charles asserted immediately. This was the ace he had
been keeping up his sleeve.
Most of all, it was about doing Sheryl justice. He had sworn to himself that he would never allow others
to bully her again.
"Pardon me?" David responded, perplexed. It was all so unexpected, so David wanted to understand.
He began, "Mr. Lu, are you sure about this? You''ve made the decision to hire him yourself. Why is it
that..."
"It turns out to be an oversight on my part," Charles interrupted him. "New information has transpired
and I want to fix this before it is toote. Am I making myself clear, David?"
The unfortunate part was that the man had done nothing wrong himself. It was all his wife''s fault. He
may have been an excellent employee but because of his wife''s ability to influence him to such arge
extent, Charles decided to let him go.
"I remember you mentioning another good candidate during the interview. Please call him up and let
him know he is hired," Charles concluded. He had made up his mind.
Still confused, David resigned himself to Charles'' decision, "Okay, Mr. Lu. I am calling him right now."
Charles then hung up the phone without another word. Sheryl looked at him and asked, "Charles, why
did you..."
"Shh!" Charles interrupted her, raising his hand. With a devious smile, he looked back out of the
window and told her, "The show is about to start."
Sheryl followed his gaze and saw the couple arguing even louder. The fight got interrupted by David''s
call. She grabbed his hand nervously. Once the man hung up the phone, his face turned red with
anger. He pulled his hand out of hers immediately and pushed the woman away spewing out even
more words of wrath. Terrified, the woman reached out to grab his hand again, trying to calm him down.
That was when he swatted her with a thud, like a mosquito, and stormed toward his car. She tumbled
to the ground and remained there shivering.
As the whole scene ended, David started his car and drove away.
He took another nce at the distressed woman and was certain he had made the right choice.
On their way home, Sheryl remained silent and thoughtful. As they arrived at Dream Garden, she
entered the house and went straight to their bedroom. Charles followed her inside and closed the door.
He rested his hand over hers and asked, "What''s up? Are you mad at me?"
"I don''t get you." Sheryl frowned as she shook off his hand. "That man didn''t do anything to me. In fact,
he stood up for me. I don''t think... that he deserves this," sheined.
"Sher..." Charles began borating, as he cupped her cheeks. "Yes, my main focus has been fixing the
injustice done toward you, but I also have other concerns," he confessed.
Curious, Sheryl asked, "What do you mean?"
He gave her a tender smile and exined, "Marcus Song seems smart and experienced, but hecks
a backbone. He can be easily influenced by his wife''s sudden whims. In the position he''s been hired
for, there''s no room for mistakes. He will need to deal with big stakeholders and think tanks. What if his
wife talks him into receiving bribes or the like? That''s not a risk I can take. You know what I mean?"