As Sheryl just finished her words, Mr. Shen suddenly turned to Holley and said, "Holley, we should go now. You wanted to make acquaintance with my friends, right? They are waiting for us in the private room."
Mr. Shen paused for a while and added, "It's impolite to keep them waiting."
Holley arched a brow and considered what to do next. She chose to be with Mr. Shen not only because he was a very influential person who enjoyed a high position in Y City, but also he had a very strong network with many other such people from all the fields.
Holley was going to take over the business of BM Corporation in Y City, so she needed to develop a very good rapport with all the key people from the different fields that would help her run her business smoothly.
Holley cast a glance at Sheryl briefly and hesitated for a while. Then she quickly made up her mind to go with Mr. Shen. Holley had enough time to deal with Sheryl, but she would not get the opportunity to meet so many influential people under the same roof. Hence, she made up her mind to leave Sheryl for another day and meet Mr. Shen's friends for now.
So she cast a glimpse at Sheryl and said, "I'll let go of you today. But I will teach you a lesson one day. Just wait and see."
"Okay, I am waiting for that day," Sheryl said in a contemptuous tone.
Holley snorted and walked up to Mr. Shen. She clung to his arm and said in a soft tone, "Let's go Mr. Shen." As they walked away, Holley turned towards Sheryl once more and narrowed her eyes at Sheryl. Then she turned her face away and walked off.
Sheryl stood there marking her gestures and maintaining a nonchalant attitude towards her. Seeing Holley's and Mr. Shen's retreating figures, Sheryl couldn't help but let out a bitter smile. She shook her head and turned all her attention to the work.
All of a sudden, Sheryl's phone started vibration. She glanced at the screen to find George's name flashing on it. She was supposed to give George a call. But getting unnecessarily involved in a conversation with Holley made her forget about it completely.
He just finished dinner with Sula and her parents. After the dinner, Sula wanted to visit Sheryl, so he gave her a call.
"Are you in the hotel, Sheryl?" George asked Sheryl in a polite manner.
"Yes," Sheryl answered. She cleared her throat and added, "In fact, I wanted to call you to ask whether your wife has any special preference regarding the flowers in your wedding. Does she like rose or any other flowers?"
"Me and my wife would like to see you in a while in the hotel if that's possible. Let's talk about it face to face. I would also like to see the decoration process of our wedding space."
Sheryl sprang up when she heard that George wanted to visit the hotel. But before she could say anything, George hung up the phone. Sheryl dialed his number hastily and blurted as soon as he received the call, "Mr. Han, you'd better not come today." Sheryl advised George with concern.
"Why?" George was startled to hear Sheryl and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"
"There is no big deal but..." Sheryl hesitated for a while and answered, "Holley is having dinner here. I'm afraid you and your wife will have a conflict with her once you meet her."
George was taken aback and asked, "Why did she go here?"
"She came to have dinner with someone else. You have broken up with her, so she must find another man as her back up." Sheryl then told George frankly, "She stayed here for some time. At first, I thought she came here to cause trouble in your wedding. But I was wrong. It was just a coincidence."
Sheryl cleared her throat and continued, "You wife is pregnant now. It will not be very good for her to meet Holley here."
"Okay, I know it." After consideration, George nodded and said, "Fine. I'll take Sula to your company tomorrow and talk about the details of our wedding."
"Okay." Sheryl agreed.
Sula was standing by George as he was talking to Sheryl. As he hung up, Sula asked curiously, "What happened? Aren't we going to the hotel?"
"No, we aren't going there right now."
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