Chapter 1496 Three Models Injured


    The nner hurriedly spoke as Sheryl threw out question after question, beads of sweat falling from his


    face. "I''m terribly sorry for what happened, but the facilities we have are all that were stated in the


    contract, Ms. Xia. We dedicated our best workers for this. Before we started anything, we did a


    thorough check-up first and everything was fine. I can guarantee you that this is top quality!"


    "Then someone else must have loosened the screw, right?" Sheryl said sternly, staring the nner


    down.


    The nner was panicking inside. He had worked with Sheryl beforehand and he knew that the calmer


    Sheryl sounded and looked, the angrier she was on the inside.


    But he did everything that he was supposed to do. This was just a mistake. How could such an


    ident happen under his supervision?


    He didn''t know how to get out of this. He regretted offering to supervise this project in the first ce,


    but there was no use crying over spilled milk. He bowed to Sheryl and remained silent.


    Sheryl turned away from him, nced at the spot and instructed, "Evacuate the crowd. Tell the security


    to secure the area. Did you call the police? Okay, we''ll wait for the police. Someone should visit the


    injured models. Okay, I can do that myself. I need to give them gifts. Three. Prepare them now, please."


    Phoebe was at a loss, but she calmed down when she saw how Cheryl took control. She did as Sheryl


    asked.


    Sheryl was only able to look at her phone when she finally got inside her car. She saw that she had a


    ton of missed calls from the kindergarten.


    She''d forgotten to pick up the twins.


    Their teacher called her several times, but she didn''t hear the ringing due to the noise in the site.


    She called the twins'' teacher back right away.


    "Hello, Mrs. Lu," the teacher greeted.


    "Hey, I''m sorry I didn''t hear your calls. Are they still with you now?"


    Sheryl asked hurriedly as she started the car engine, preparing to go and pick them up.


    "No, Shirley and rk have left already, and Mr. Lu picked them up himself. Don''t worry," the teacher


    said nicely.


    "Oh, alright. Thank you!" Sheryl said.


    "You''re wee, Mrs. Lu," the teacher said.


    "Thank you again for your time," Sheryl repeated.


    "Please remember to pick them up next time," the teacher reminded her kindly and hung up.


    Sheryl let out a sigh of relief and checked her phone again. But Charles didn''t call her. It was weird.


    Normally, he would''ve called her to let her know that he''d picked up the kids.


    If he called her, she wouldn''t have called the twins'' teacher and bothered her. Sheryl med Charles


    for that.


    She then dialed Charles'' number and waited to get through. Sheryl had already shoved all that


    happened the previous night to the back of her mind. It didn''t matter to her that she turned down


    Charles'' invitation to lunch today because she wanted an update on the twins. That was all that


    mattered to her now. She hoped that they weren''t mad at her, because she promised them that she


    would go and pick them up this afternoon.


    It took a while for Charles to answer her call.


    "Hello?" he said drowsily.


    "Are the kids alright?" Sheryl asked right away.


    "Yes, never been better. Is there a problem?" Charles'' voice was a little blunt.


    Sheryl was confused but she ignored it. She still worried about the kids so she asked, "Can you put


    rk on the phone? I want to apologize to him and Shirley."


    "Don''t bother. They''re doing their homework in their room. I''m hanging up. Bye," Charles said


    impatiently. He hung up before Sheryl could say anything.


    Sheryl frustratedly stared at her phone when she realized that Charles really had hung up.


    Charles was really getting on her nerves. If it weren''t for the kids, she wouldn''t have called him. Did he


    really have to do that? Why was he acting like a three-year-old?


    Sheryl couldn''t bepletely at ease until she got to talk to the kids.


    She decided to call Nancy.


    "Nancy? It''s me. How are the kids? Are they alright?" she asked.


    "They''re fine and are studying in their room," Nancy replied and then lowered her voice. "Sher, why


    didn''t you pick up the kids? I heard you said you would, but Mr. Lu was the one who picked them up."


    "I was held back. I didn''t hear the calls when their teacher was trying to reach me. Why?" Sheryl asked


    curiously.


    "I noticed that Mr. Lu was in a bad mood when he got home. You''d better talk to him," Nancy said, her


    voice low.


    ''What? He''s angry? Let him be! I only care whether the kids are mad at me!'' Sheryl thought.


    She let out augh and shook her head.


    Then she asked again, "What about Shirley and rk? Were they in a bad mood too?"


    "No, they looked pretty normal to me. They were chatting with each other when they got home. Are you


    on your way home? Because I''m making dinner now," Nancy answered.


    "No, I have work to do. Don''t wait for me," Sheryl said. She nned to go to the hospital to visit the


    models.


    "All right. Take care!" Nancy said.


    "I will. Thank you, Nancy," Sheryl said and hung up.


    She was able to rx now because the kids didn''t seem to be bothered.


    She could now focus on her work without worrying.


    Before she put her phone away, Phoebe called her.


    "We''re doomed, Ms. Xia!" her voice boomed over the phone.


    "Take it easy, Phoebe. Take a deep breath and tell me slowly," Sheryl encouraged. Her heart was


    sinking. She hoped that whatever happened, it was still manageable.


    Phoebe reported, "Only three models were injured in the ident. Two of them have broken legs and


    have already gotten checked up. The third one''s face is injured and she''s making quite a scene. She''s


    asking forpensation."


    "I know. I''m on my way to the hospital now. Don''t panic and try your best to calm her down," Sheryl


    urged. She mmed her foot on the gas pedal and sped her way to the hospital.


    Phoebe was waiting at the gate when she got there, and waved at her when she saw her car.


    "Here, Ms. Xia!" she shouted.


    Sheryl took her time to park the car and got out. She asked as they walked to the operating room,


    "How''s the model?"


    "The other two have already gone home. The one inside is making a scene..." Phoebe''s voice trailed


    off.


    "What does she want?" Sheryl pressed.


    "Her name is Lancy. Her face was injured. The doctor told her that she''ll need a few days to recover but


    after that, she won''t have any scars left. But she''s quite stubborn. She doesn''t want to believe the


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    doctor. She thinks her face has a high value and that we need to pay her arge amount of money to


    get it fixed!"