The Apple of My Eye novel Chapter 2061

"I don't know who you're talking about. Whoever that is, go find her yourself," the bartender grumbled impatiently. It was common for people to stop by the bar looking for their friends, instead of buying drinks, so the bartender didn't take Damian seriously. He only pointed him toward a random direction and promptly went back to work.

Seeing how busy the bartender was, Damian realized that he couldn't count on this man to help him find Sheryl. He had to do it himself.

He waded through the crowd looking in every room and checking every corner until finally, he found Sheryl lying on a sofa in one corner. He rushed to her without a second thought.

"Sher?" He gave her arm a nudge, but to no avail. She remained motionless. Damian quickly realized that she was unconscious.

He was beginning to get worried. He called Sheryl's name several times, but she was unresponsive. As he thought about what to do next, he sat next to her. Her arm softly pressed against his thigh, alerting him to her abnormally high temperature.

"Sher, wake up." Damian knitted his brows. He put one of Sheryl's arms on his shoulder and wrapped his arm around her waist. Then he slowly walked her out of the bar.

When they got into Damian's car, he tried to wake her up by saying her name over and over. She didn't seem to hear him at all. He figured it might be a bad idea to drive her back home since the kids were there, so he decided to drive her to a hotel.

In an expansive villa downtown, Vicky tossed and turned in bed.

She should have already been fast asleep, and yet here she was, staring at her phone screen, unable to sleep. She was waiting for an important call.

It was past the agreed-upon time for the call, and Vicky's patience was wearing thin. She furrowed her brows and dialed the number she had called this afternoon. Someone picked up.

"What's going on!" Vicky barked at the person on the other end of the line.

"Stop yelling at me. Arranging a prison visit isn't that easy." Anyone could detect the irritation in the other person's voice.

Vicky couldn't help but get frustrated when she heard this. Yet, what else could she do? Her only option was to wait. Annoyed, Vicky hung up without saying another word.

Charles had been giving her the cold shoulder for the past few days. After doing some research of her own, she realized that Sheryl had a hand in this. Vicky's main priority now was to destroy this woman, but how? At first, she was at a loss. Then Ferry's name popped into her head.

Although the man was in prison, he had numerous connections, some of which she could surely utilize. Right now, getting Ferry to help her was the only way Vicky could get rid of Sheryl.

However, she realized that she hadn't made any real progress so far. She had all these plans, but she was still right where she was when she started.

Vicky thought she wasn't going to make any breakthrough tonight. Just when she was about to turn her phone off and go to sleep, it rang.

"What do you have for me?" Vicky asked excitedly. She had seen the caller ID before she answered.

"Sheryl is with a guy in a bar. If you call Charles now, there's a chance that you can break them up forever." That was it. The caller hung up before Vicky had the chance to ask for more details.

Just moments prior, Vicky had learned that she wouldn't be seeing Ferry anytime soon. Now, she discovered that Sheryl was with some guy. In a bar! It had all happened so fast, and it was so surreal that Vicky wondered if she was dreaming. She checked her phone records. It was all true! A golden opportunity had presented itself to her, and she needed to seize it.

Without a second thought, she dialed Charles' number. No one answered. Not wanting to waste this chance, she got dressed and left for Dream Garden.

In no time at all, Vicky arrived at Dream Garden in a taxi. After taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.

It was Nancy who opened it.

Nancy didn't know who Vicky was. When she opened the door, she hadn't expected to see this strange woman. She studied Vicky from head to toe and asked, "Miss, you are?"