Her Revenge Was His Regret (Shirley and Gilbert) novel Chapter 226

Chapter 226 The Boss Arrives

Julia spoke up bluntly. “I admit-I only said I’d apologize because the conversation led there. But I don’t think I did anything wrong. I just wanted you to calm down and stop making a fool of yourself. I never thought you’d be too stupid to get it. Are you out of your mind?”

“I think you’re the one out of your mind.”

The door slammed open again. As the voice fell, a tall, distinguished figure walked in.

Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a face that could charm anyone-he captured everyone’s attention in an instant.

When he’d appeared before, people had said he was extremely handsome.

But no one had expected him to be this handsome. He was insanely good-looking-such a waste he wasn’t a celebrity. He could’ve charmed literally everyone, young and old, guys and girls alike.

For a moment, everyone forgot what was happening in the room.

Finally, someone came to their senses. “Wait-did that handsome guy just insult Julia?”

“Huh? Are you crazy? He must be insulting Sherry! Handsome guy, do you know Sherry actually said SC is…”

“SC has always belonged to Sherry.” Lucas walked straight toward Sherry.

Everyone felt like the afternoon sun was shining on Lucas. He stood in front of Sherry, blocking the harsh sunlight. His strong chest seemed to shield her from all the storms.

His voice was completely different from when he’d insulted Julia-deep and gentle.

“I’m

sorry I’m late.”

Sherry looked up at him, her face breaking into a smile.

Sherry was most beautiful when she smiled. In that

Sherry was most beautiful when she smiled. In that moment, she perfectly matched Lucas.

Gilbert hadn’t seen her smile like that in years. He almost forgot the first time he’d met Sherry.

She’d been sad, hurt, and helpless-but she’d given him an awkward, distant smile.

It had been the most beautiful smile he’d ever seen. Back then, he could hear his own heart

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beating.

But he’d almost forgotten why he’d fallen in love with her. After they got together, Sherry rarely smiled anymore.

He’d also forgotten how beautiful her smile was.

And now, she was smiling at another man-not him. “Mr. Harrison, are you really lying just to help Sherry save face?

“My wife doesn’t need you to defend her. This kind of protection will only make her think she can do anything. In reality, she’s empty-headed-this will only make her more embarrassed.”

Then he turned to Sherry, annoyed. “Aren’t you coming over? Haven’t you embarrassed yourself enough?”

“Mr. Bode, can’t you understand simple words? SC stands for Sherry’s initials. And she designed the logo herself. Didn’t you know Sherry can draw?”

Of course Gilbert knew.

But he’d thought it was just a hobby-something she’d learned as a kid and mostly forgotten. Once, when he’d come home, he’d seen her drawing secretly.

She’d hidden the drawing when she saw him, refusing to let him see it. Clearly, it hadn’t been any good.

As for art exhibitions? They must have been set up by Sherry’s friend, who collected her paintings out of kindness.

If her art was really that good, why wouldn’t she show it to him?

And designing this logo? Sherry probably didn’t even know what a logo was.

“Mr. Harrison, aren’t you afraid of being sued? Claiming someone else’s logo is Sherry’s design?”

“Gilbert, open your damn eyes and look at this. Doesn’t it look familiar?”

Sherry had smiled brightly at Lucas, but her face turned serious and annoyed when she turned back to Gilbert.

Gilbert felt a sharp pang of discomfort. Once, her eyes had always followed him. Now, they were fixed on someone else!

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“Familiar? Are you saying you drew this…” He glanced at the logo, ready to mock it.

Big companies always hired professionals to design their logos-and paid a lot of money for them. There was no way Sherry, an amateur at best, could have drawn it.

But this time, he looked closely. The logo did look familiar-and it was very beautiful.

“Isn’t this the logo on the tableware at our villa?” His face filled with shock. He’d seen it on the plates they used every day. “Did you guys buy someone else’s logo? Are you crazy? Can’t you afford to hire someone to design a new one?”

A man spoke up. “I built my business on tableware.” He’d felt awkward standing there, listening to them look down on his industry.

It made him angry. What was wrong with selling pots and pans? Every industry needed people to work in it. But he couldn’t afford to offend either of those two men.

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