Chapter 2053 Worry


    Aron didn''t realize what had happened until Sheryl told him the truth. Stunned and utterly astonished,


    he asked, "For real?"


    "Why would I lie to you? I''m a woman, and I know exactly what that woman is up to," Sheryl told Aron,


    looking dead serious.


    Aron nodded his head to show Sheryl that he believed her. And then he asked her what he had to do,


    promising he would follow her orders.


    Sheryl thought for a while before she answered, "First and foremost, you need to go back and join I.


    From there onward, I will help you handle thatdy."


    Aron nodded again.


    "Right now, remain here. I will go inside and ask I to see you out here. It will only make things more


    awkward if you went inside," Sheryl warned before she left.


    Aron was surprised to see the dexterity with which Sheryl handled everything. Her mind worked in a


    wonderful way. He always knew that she was very efficient and capable when it came to business


    matters. However, he was both surprised and impressed to learn that Sheryl was also very considerate


    and thoughtful in daily life.


    "Sher, thank you," Aron lowered his voice and said.


    "No problem. Anything to ensure that you and I will stay together." Sheryl smiled at Aron.


    She then walked inside. I was a little confused since it had taken so long for Sheryl to return. When


    she saw Sheryl walking to her, she was about to ask what took her so long. But before she could put


    forth this question, Sheryl grabbed her arm and walked her to the entrance.


    "Sher, you…"


    "You''ll see once you get out," Sheryl wasted no time and dragged I towards the doorway.


    Once Sheryl and I walked to the doorway, the seductivedy, Hasina, had a face like a


    thundercloud.


    "Listen, you and Aron go back home first. I will handle the rest," Sheryl whispered in I''s ear.


    "But be careful, Sheryl. If anything happens, don''t hesitate to call me." I was moved by Sheryl''s


    action. When she called Sheryl, I hadn''t expected that Sheryl would manage to fix the problem. I


    had merely called to ask Sheryl''s opinion.


    "Don''t worry. It''s a piece of cake. I''ve got this." Sheryl nodded at I, assuring her.


    I knew Sheryl well. Sheryl was only hesitant when it came to her own issues, but she was very


    decisive when she dealt with others'' problems.


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    I was satisfied. She grabbed Aron''s arm and left the bar.


    Sheryl watched I and Aron leave. She took a deep breath before she walked back to the lounge.


    People were anxiously waiting for Sheryl inside. Sheryl pushed the door open and smiled at them.


    "Sorry, guys. Aron and I had to leave. Let''s continue our party. Enjoy the night!"


    "What? But they are the people who are hosting this party. How can they be the first ones to leave?


    What the hell! This is not going to be fun…"


    "Exactly! How can they just leave like that?" People started to whisper amongst themselves. The whole


    ce became chaotic.


    Sheryl crossed her arms. She looked extremely calm. After shooting them an angry nce, she slowly


    said, "Yes, they left. Now what do you all intend to do? Are you thinking of calling them back?"


    "No, we won''t do that. But you have to stay." It was Hasina, the woman who had been bothering I,


    who spoke up this time.


    It only took Sheryl one nce to know that Hasina was angry. She smiled at Hasina and said, "Sure, I


    will stay till the party ends."


    Sheryl had promised I she would handle this, so there was no way she could leave. Sheryl knew


    that the only way to deal with these people was to let them know that she wasn''t a push-over. They had


    to know she wasn''t someone who would shrink back from difficulties.


    Luckily, Sheryl had a high alcohol tolerance, thanks to her long experience running a business. She got


    herself a ss of wine and held it up high, saying, "Everyone, let''s party tonight!"


    The people''s interest was ignited by Sheryl''s enthusiasm. They all held their sses and emptied them


    in one gulp.


    Sheryl turned a cold nce at Hasina and asked her, "Hasina, are you not joining us?"


    Hasina hadn''t been in a good mood since Aron had left with I. Without him, there wasn''t any fun left


    for her. However, when she saw Sheryl, who helped I take Aron away, she was pissed, and she


    wanted to teach her a lesson.


    Hasina had thought she could make use of the crowd to humiliate Sheryl. But to her surprise, Sheryl


    easily got everything under control. Hasina was frustrated and couldn''t bear the thought of staying in


    this bar.


    Sheryl''s question brought everyone''s attention to Hasina.


    One of them stepped forward and said, "Come on, Hasina. Don''t be such a bummer. Come and join us.


    Enjoy the party!"


    "Have fun tonight, Hasina!"


    Hasina looked around and reluctantly got herself a ss of wine.


    Sheryl took a few more drinks and watched everyone get drunk and fall on the sofa.


    Truth be told, Sheryl herself began to feel a little tipsy. She rubbed her temples and thought ''God, my


    tolerance isn''t as strong as I had thought. Maybe it''s because I haven''t drunk for a long time. Such a


    little amount of alcohol has managed to make me tipsy!''


    Hasina was no better off than Sheryl. She literally fell down on the sofa when she took her first sip of


    wine. A smile crept on Sheryl''s face when she looked at Hasina. Initially, she had overestimated


    Hasina. To her, Hasina looked like someone who had a high alcohol tolerance.


    Sheryl somehow managed to stand up. She then asked the bartender to see everyone off.


    After everyone had gone, Sheryl walked out of the bar.


    When she got to the doorway, something urred to Sheryl, so she plunged into her purse and took


    out her phone.


    She needed to call I and inform her that everything was settled. Otherwise, I wouldn''t be able to


    sleep tonight.


    "Hi, Sher. How did it go? Is everything okay?"


    "Yep, everything is settled," Sheryl said and let out a burp.


    "Sher, are you drunk?" I furrowed her brows and asked. From Sheryl''s slurred voice, I had


    guessed she had drunk a lot, and this burp confirmed her suspicion.


    "But I''m doing this for your sake. You owe me big time."


    "Yes, I am going to be forever thankful to you. So where are you? Are you still in the bar? You can''t be


    driving since you are so drunk. How about I ask Aron to drive you home?"


    "No, thanks, I. I can handle it. I will take a taxi. At this hour, you shouldn''t be bothering Aron. Just


    stay home and sleep, guys. I''m fine!" Sheryl then hung up, not waiting to hear I''s answer.


    She slowly walked out to catch a taxi, but a familiar face stopped Sheryl dead in her tracks.


    Unable to believe it, she rubbed her eyes. She thought the alcohol was messing with her vision. ''Why is


    Damian here? Didn''t he leave for such a long time?'' Sheryl shook her head in disbelief.


    "Sher, are you… are you drunk?" Damian asked Sheryl with a trace of concern.


    "Wh-why are you here?"


    "I never left. I''ve been here all this while," Damian furrowed his brows and answered.


    "Oh, you should go home then. I''m going home too. Ah, I feel so dizzy. I need to call a taxi." Sheryl


    stumbled and looked around, but she couldn''t find a single taxi in sight.