Because You Are My Lady novel (Sharon and Stanley) novel Chapter 130

Peter entered the study with the invitation in his hand. Standing by the window, Shawn turned around and asked directly when he heard the noise, "How's the investigation going?"

Peter shook his head. "I can't find anything about her."

"What do you mean by that?"

"I can only find very little and basic information about Miss Sharon Cruz. She is a student at Big Valley University, major in mass communication, and she is interning in a company now. This is all I can get. I can't find anything more than this."

Shawn frowned. The more he couldn't find out about her, the more suspicious he became.

"Which company does she work as an intern?"

"Jones Group."

"Jones Group?" Shawn was slightly surprised.

"Are you sure it's Jones Group?"

"Yes." Peter was curious. "Do you know about that company?"

"Of course. It's one of the best companies in Beachmarsh City." Shawn's mouth curved into a smile. "The boss is Stanley Jones. I know him personally."

"Since you know such a big shot, why don't you ask him for help?"

Beachmarsh City was not their turf. They were new to the city so it was better to have a network or connection to help them.

"I didn't want to bother him in the past, thinking that it was my personal affair." Shawn narrowed his eyes. "Now it seems that I have to trouble him anyway. Since Sharon is interning in his company, everything will be much easier."

"By the way." Peter remembered another thing and took out the invitation card from his arms. "Young Master, there will be a banquet tonight. A middleman handed over an invitation card. If we want to establish a stable foothold in Beachmarsh City, we need to make contact with the local rich and noble families."

Shawn frowned. "Must I go?"

"It's good for you to be there as you can make friends with some people there." Peter put the invitation on the desk. "If Mr. Jones is a big shot in Beachmarsh City, I believe he will attend such a prestige banquet tonight."

Shawn nodded. "If that's the case, I'll go then."

"Okay."

Peter turned around and went out, concentrating on preparing for the banquet that Shawn would be attending tonight. Suddenly, a thought flashed across his mind that he stopped and said, sounding awkward, "Young Master, I forgot to tell you that today's banquet is private. You need to bring a plus-one."

Shawn pinched the frowning eyebrows and became a little impatient. "Whatever. See what you can do."

When it was 5 pm, Sharon's colleagues began to get off work one after another. When Sharon packed up her things and was about to leave, her phone beeped, indicating an incoming text message.

"Wait for me for ten minutes."

The simple sentence permeated his simplicity and intensity.

Sharon rolled her eyes as she remembered that she seemed to promise to wait for him to get off work together when he blocked her at the bathroom.

It was no wonder that some companies prohibited office romance. This was too much of an impact on work efficiency and time management.

If she didn't wait for him, he would definitely give her a hard time when they got home.

If she waited for him...

Ah, in fact, Sharon didn't really want to wait for him.

After all, they were in the company. If she met him, she would feel skittish and afraid of being found out.

"Hey, Sharon, why are you still here?" Skye patted her on the shoulder. "Do you want to stay and work overtime again?"

Sharon smiled and said, "I'm about to go now. I'll sort out the last piece of information first."

"Alright, then we'll head out first."

"Okay, goodbye."

Her colleagues left one by one, and soon there was only her in the department. Sharon turned off the computer, tidied up the desktop, and raised her wrist to check the time, waiting.

Ten minutes had passed, but Stanley was nowhere to be seen. Agitated, Sharon called him and huffed, "Hey, I'm leaving if you don't come!"

Stanley's deep chuckle echoed from the other end of the line. "I'll be there right away. Wait for me. If you dare to leave on your own, just wait and see."

Sharon rolled her eyes.

Stanley put away the phone. His working momentum went out the window, so he immediately slammed the document in his hand shut, turned off the computer, took his coat on the chair, and went straight out.

He was as anxious and hasty as a 16-year-old teenager when he knew that someone was waiting for him.

The elevator stopped on the third floor. The moment Stanley walked out of the elevator, he saw Sharon running at him from afar.

Looking at the woman running toward him, Stanley's heart started to beat faster uncontrollably, and he was looking forward to her hug.

However, the reality was...

"Let's go! Hurry up! No one is around. Let's not take the elevator. Take the stairs instead. There must be no one on the stairs. Let's take the stairs!"

Instead of hugging or greeting him, she pushed him straight into the stairwell.

Stanley's face fell immediately.

Even when they were in the parking lot, she looked around sneakily as if she was a thief.

Stanley looked at her coldly with a gloomy expression.

It was not until they got on the car that Sharon breathed a sigh of relief. Anthony was not with them today. Stanley drove the car personally. He drove all the way to the opposite direction of home, which made Sharon frown and asked, "Where are we going?"

Stanley drove in silence and ignored her.

Sharon looked askance at him.

She had no idea if she somehow offended him again. Reluctant to bother, she yawned and began to sleep peacefully, knowing that he wouldn't harm her.

She fell into a deep slumber. When she woke up, she felt utterly refreshed. The car stopped in front of a styling shop.

"Boss, Madam."