She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56 Interceding for Madison

People could go straight to the elevator through the passage. Driven by psychological effect or other factors, Caroline felt that this passage was full of nails, and she seemed to be stepping on nails.

Caroline was silent and followed Cyrus.

The elevator door was in front. Cyrus paused and bowed slightly to make a gesture to Caroline behind him. "Ms. Jameson, please get on the elevator."

"You." Caroline hesitated for a moment. She was not a nosy woman, but she took a look at Cyrus who wore a poker face. "Don't you go with me?"

"Mr. Shawn asked Ms. Jameson to go upstairs alone."

Cyrus still tugged at Madison's arm in his hand. Madison watched the elevator door close and hurriedly shouted, "Caroline! Please help me! I know you are kindhearted. You will intercede for me. Right?"

Cyrus looked at Madison disgustedly and turned to Caroline in the elevator and said, "Ms. Jameson, you owe her nothing."

Hence there was no need to plead with Mr. Shawn for such a woman.

When the elevator door closed, Caroline said seriously, "I know."

"I know. I don't owe Madison. I don't want to meet Bentley. I'm not going to beg him for mercy for Madison."

Caroline didn't want to explain anything to anyone.

When the elevator opened, she took a deep breath and breathed out. When she walked out of the elevator, she took a glance at the mirror in the elevator and noticed a pale face.

Perhaps, in other people's eyes, it was not a big deal to intercede with a man she once knew on behalf of another person.

However, for Caroline, it was more painful and humiliating than kneeling down.

"Mr. Shawn, I'm coming." For some reason, the lights in the living room were turned off, and only a few wall lamps were on. The light with cool color was dim and dark. Beside the French window, Bentley sat on the calfskin single sofa, with his arms on the armrest of the sofa. The lit cigarette between his hanging fingers extinguished.

She wanted to escape.

She did go back half a step unconsciously.

At this moment, Bentley chuckled. "Sit down."

He pointed to the other single sofa opposite him.

"You are not here to beg for mercy?"

"Yes." Caroline walked slowly and sat down opposite him.

"You are so obedient." However, the man uttered these words.

It was he who let her sit there, and it was he who said like that. It was clear that he was purposely making things difficult and mocking Caroline.

"You are Big Boss. I work for you, so I should be at your command."

The man sat on the sofa sneered at what she said. Being at his command?

Who?

Caroline? Ms. Jameson?

Bentley suddenly rested his chin in his hands on the armrest of the sofa languidly. His charming face was sideways and his eyes quietly fell on Caroline's face.

As time went by, Caroline began to fidget.

The man didn't take his eyes off her. The light was too dim for her to see the emotions in his eyes. Occasionally, she carefully raised her eyes and just make out him.

After several minutes, she was on tenterhooks. She couldn't help looking up and said, "Mr. Shawn, I have come to intercede for Madison."

She reminded the man to get down to business quickly.

Bentley said lazily, "I know. I'm waiting for you to speak."