Chapter 813 An Invitation From Roger


    Sue didn''t want to reveal all the stories of her family drama. She was ashamed, more than anything, to


    ever talk about it, especially to Sheryl. If she did, it would be inevitable that she''d get Sheryl into


    another mess, and she thought she''d done enough to cause her suffering.


    She cast an indifferent gaze at Sheryl, and her tone suddenly became cold. "We''re not friends


    anymore, Sheryl. Have you forgotten? I was the third wheel between you and your boyfriend. I


    destroyed your rtionship with him. Why are you still acting so concerned about me? Shouldn''t you


    hate me by now?"


    The more kindness and care Sheryl gave her, the more ufortable Sue felt. She couldn''t wrap her


    head around it.


    Sue once thought she could''ve drawn a final line between Sheryl and herself, and they''d never have


    anything to do with each other again. It was futile, to her surprise. Sheryl didn''t act resentful, or irritated.


    Instead, she said tly, "The thing with you and Anthony... I''ve never thought about ming you. Not


    for a second. But if you really don''t want me to intervene, then I won''t do anything about it."


    She paused for a moment. "I just want to tell you that if there''s anything, anything at all, that I can help


    with, then let me know. Please. Even if you forget everything else that happened between us, just keep


    this in mind, alright?"


    "That''s enough! I don''t need your pity! I don''t need it. Not from you, not from anyone!" She sneered as


    she said the words. "It''s gettingte. I''m going home now." She simply turned around and left.


    None of Sue''s outbursts and resistance made Sheryl''s worry fade. Sheryl didn''t want the conversation


    to end like that. "I know you''re a person of high self-esteem. I''m not surprised you don''t want to talk to


    me, that''s fine. I can''t me you. But Sue, you''re not alone now. You''ve got a boyfriend to support you.


    If anything bes too much, you can always ask Anthony for help. He''ll help you, I know it."


    As she said it, Sue didn''t turn around once. She only sped up her pace when Sheryl finished talking.


    As soon as she was out of sight, Charles came over. He walked over to Sheryl. She was in a daze, her


    face looking a little nk as she stared at the door. "What happened, dear? Are you bored?" he asked


    curiously.


    He frowned, and tried to look into her eyes and lighten up her mood. "Wait a second. I''ll bring you


    home after I finish sending off my business partners."


    "Thanks, but there''s no need. It''s fine." She wanted Charles to stay, and he knew it. He was fully aware


    that such a social asion wasn''t her cup of tea. What he offered wasn''t possible, anyway, and she


    knew it. The absence of a semi-famous model wasn''t a big deal, but Charles, ever the outstanding


    figure, couldn''t just disappear from an important party. The consequences wouldn''t be worth it.


    He was the leading man of the asion. The party itself might not be so significant, but the number of


    potential business partners made it crucial to hiswork. She didn''t want to cause any trouble for


    Charles'' business.


    She put on a smile and did her best to look like she was in a light-hearted mood. "I''m okay, Charles.


    Don''t worry about it. I can stay here."


    "You look pale, though. Are you sure?" Unconvinced, he looked anxious about leaving her there. "Why


    do you look so worried? Is it too tiring for you?"


    As he said it, his hand found its way to Sheryl''s forehead. He wanted to check her temperature, but


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    Sheryl moved out of his reach.


    At the event, there was no doubt that Charles was under the spotlight. All the attendants had their eyes


    on him. Sheryl, however, wanted to avoid bing a topic of gossip because of their rtionship, so


    she kept away at a safe distance to avoid any rumors going around.


    Feeling Charles'' worry, she smiled again, rather tightly. "I''m really alright, Charles. I''m just a little bit


    concerned about Sue."


    "Sue?" He frowned upon hearing her name. As someone who liked being in control, he had another


    model in ce, in case anything happened. Even if she didn''t show up, his conference wouldn''t have


    been affected.


    "Why are you worrying about her?" he asked.


    "You don''t understand," replied Sheryl. She was hesitating about telling him what had happened


    between her an Sue. Sue didn''t even want Sheryl to know what happened to her, let alone Charles. It


    would be inappropriate for her to tell him any details. "Nothing, it''s something personal. I was just


    worried about her."


    Before he could prod further, his name boomed through the speakers as the emcee called him to the


    stage. With a worried nce at Sheryl, he said, "I have to go first. Wait for me for a while, please. I''ll be


    back as soon as I finish the speech."


    Sheryl nodded. "Alright, I''ll stay here."


    He looked like a different person on stage. Up on a tform, he looked radiant and confident. His


    movements and expressions were full of charm, and Sheryl was in awe.


    She couldn''t stop herself from smiling at the sight. His charm was a little addicting.


    "Mrs. Lu," she heard from behind her, and it pulled her out of her indulging day dream. When she


    turned around, she was surprised to see that it was Roger. Noticing that people were giving her


    nces, she hurriedly corrected him. "My name is Sheryl Xia now."


    "Sheryl Xia?" It caught him by surprise. He had known her as Autumn Zhao. After going missing for


    three years, she became "Sheryl Xia"?


    "Miss Xia," he addressed her again. It didn''t take much for him to ept the change. He was rather


    used to strange things happening when it came to Autumn, or Sheryl then. From the moment he met


    her, he could tell that she had a chest full of secrets.


    Seeing her face, he felt a sense of joy. It was the kind of joy that one would feel when something


    missing for too long was finally found. "I can''t believe I''m seeing you right now after three whole years.


    Your performance was great. You''re practically a professional model now. Congrattions!"


    She smiled back politely without really replying to hisments. "You''ve be so different now, Mr.


    Han,pared to the young and inexperienced man you were three years ago. You stand out in any


    crowd you''re in, so attractive."


    He chuckled. "I''m ttered, Miss Xia." He smiled wryly and continued, "I wouldn''t have be the


    person I am today without you. You helped me. I''ll never forget what you''ve done for me. If you ever


    need anything that I could help with, please never hesitate to tell me. I''ll do anything I can for you.


    Please don''t reject it. I''m just trying to give something in return for all you''ve done over the years."


    She gave a grin in return. "Thank you, Roger. I won''t trouble you. I helped you because we had a deal.


    It wasn''t just out of kindness. You should only really be saying ''thank you'' to yourself. You are who you


    are today because of your own efforts, not mine. In fact, you''ve already paid me back by lending me a


    helping hand three years ago. You don''t have to worry about it anymore."


    Her words and tone were perfectly polite, but it was still a rejection. It upset him to see that she had


    be so distant.


    Nevertheless, he continued to offer, "Still, whatever you say, I''ll never forget your kindness and help.


    Just know that I''m here for you, alright? If you ever need me in the future."


    Before she could respond, he switched the topic. "I''ll ask my people to send you a formal invitation to


    the party tomorrow. It would be our honor to have you there."


    "Rest assured. I''ve already agreed to it and I''ll definitely be there," she replied inly.


    "Party? What party?" As soon as she ended her sentence, Charles appeared, almost as if out of


    nowhere. If eyes could kill, Roger would''ve been dead for a thousand times. Back on stage, Charles


    could see Roger trying to flirt with Sheryl in the corner of his eye. The jealousy overtook him, so much


    that he wrapped up his speech shorter than what was appropriate, and made his way towards Sheryl in


    a hurry. He managed to hear the bit about Roger inviting her to some party, and it made his jaw clench.


    His eyes still on Roger, he took a step in front of Sheryl, as if to shield her.


    "Roger was inviting me to..." "I''m asking Mr. Han," Charles interrupted her as he red at Roger.


    She pursed her lips. Clearly, Charles'' tone was angry, and she thought better than to do anything to rile


    him up more. She sighed quietly to herself instead.