Her Revenge Was His Regret (Shirley and Gilbert) novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210 A Provocation

Sherry was shocked. “How do you know Lucas doesn’t have a first love? Did he tell you that too?”

Now it was Yelena’s turn to be shocked-and then excited. “He told you that? You two have something going on?”

Sherry rolled her eyes. “Cut it out. I’m not like Julia, thinking everyone’s in love with me. But seriously-how did you tell?”

“Are you kidding? It’s obvious. That guy’s eyes are totally emotionless. He ignores everything around him.”

Juan shook her head, disagreeing. “I don’t think it’s ignoring. It’s looking down on everyone. I didn’t even tell you about…” Her phone rang suddenly.

She answered it, shoving a snack into her mouth. “I got a job! Gotta go!”

She left in a hurry.

Sherry and Yelena didn’t even get to say anything.

‘s phone rang. She hung up without looking. “I’m off work. I don’t take work calls

ept ringing—like a death knell. She checked the number and answered right away. by…”

Her attempt at being cute was terrible. Sherry felt a shiver run down her spine. When did she learn to talk like that?

“What can I say? I’m too good at my job. They specifically asked for me to hit the night slopes. They’re throwing money at me-I can’t say no! Gotta go!”

Sherry didn’t bother calling her out. She was still the same as when they were kids-couldn’t walk away from a cute guy.

Sherry had thought she’d changed, since she acted so respectful around Lucas-someone with top-tier looks.

Sherry cleaned up a little, planning to have a good meal.

She’d heard Juan, Tony, and the others often ate alone-even Yelena. Suddenly, she felt

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trapped by all the rules Gilbert and his group had set for her.

From now on, she’d stop doubting herself. She’d doubt everyone else instead. Everything they said was wrong.

Starting today, she’d never doubt herself again. Never think she was worse than anyone else. She wouldn’t stand for any emotional manipulation.

Yelena hummed a tune as she walked out. Suddenly, someone called her name. “Yelena.”

Yelena turned around and saw an extremely beautiful woman. “I like guys.”

The woman smiled softly. “I’m Julia.”

Yelena’s face turned pale instantly. “So you’re Julia. Just like I imagined.”

The sneer on her lips was obvious. “I’m Sherry’s friend. Are you here to pick a fight? If you are, I’ll tell you now-I’m not afraid of trouble.”

She rolled up her sleeves, ready to fight.

“I think there’s a misunderstanding. I’m here to return something to you.” She held out a bag.

d at the bag, her face completely bloodless. “Give it back.”

was almost a yell. She even reached out to grab it.

pulled her hand and the bag behind her. A line of bodyguards stood behind her. “Ms. Quinn, can we talk now?”

Julia was pouring coffee; she’d booked the whole cafe shop.

Yelena fidgeted with her fingers, anxious. Finally, she couldn’t hold back. She slammed her hand on the table, knocking over the cups. “I don’t want your coffee! Give me my stuff back— right now!”

Julia calmly told someone to bring a new table.

“Go ahead. There are dozens of tables here. Smash as many as you want if it doesn’t hurt. If you’re not satisfied, I’ll buy hundreds more for you to smash. I’ve got plenty of money, after all.”

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