Chapter 272
Jameson couldn’t bring himself to deny Natalie’s assumption. Better let her think that than admit this humiliating truth.
Natalie gripped her phone tightly when he didn’t respond. She thought. ‘That damn Janice! She hides Ruth just to stop me from marrying Jameson:
But Natalie’s anger eased slightly when she remembered the 15% stake in Jean Group now in her hands.
She said, “Looks like the divorce is on hold for now. Jamie, didn’t you always want to strip Ross of his power and remove him as CEO? This is the perfect chance.”
“I have my plans,” Jameson replied. “Come to the company tomorrow.” After all, those shares were still in Natalie’s hands.
“Fine.” Natalie’s anticipation simmered.
That evening, Joshua went to Jean residence.
Shermaine had no plans to return to school that evening, so Joshua came to see her and stayed the night.
Still grieving over Ruth’s death, Shermaine stepped out of the bathroom and saw Joshua sitting on the sofa, flipping through a book.
With his head bowed, the lamplight caught the sharp angles of his face–his long lashes casting faint shadows, his glasses lending him an air of restrained temptation.
Hearing her footsteps, Joshua glanced up and set the book aside. “Still feeling down?”
“I’ll manage.” Shermaine wasn’t drowning in grief, but the pain of Ruth’s death and Jameson’s heartlessness still gnawed at her. As for Madeline’s family,
she wanted them to suffer.
Joshua studied her for a moment before offering softly, “Need a hug, Sheary?”
Without another word, Shermaine walked over and sat sideways on his lap.
Joshua tightened his embrace, breathing in her sweet scent. It sent shivers through him.
Though September’s heat lingered, the air–conditioned room kept them cool. Nestled against Joshua, Shermaine grew drowsy, but the sound of Jameson’s car jolted her awake. She knew exactly where he was going. She thought, ‘What an ultimate piece of trash.”
Fiddling with Joshua’s tie, Shermaine fixed him with a suddenly sharp gaze. “Joshua.”
“Hmm?” Joshua looked at her, attentive as always.
“If you ever betray me, I’ll break your limbs, gouge out your eyes, and keep you prisoner on that island until you beg for death,” Shermaine said seriously.
Joshua didn’t flinch. Instead, he pressed a kiss on her palm. “I won’t.” The world was full of scumbags, but he would sooner carve out his own heart than betray her. His body and soul were hers forever.
Shermaine believed him. And what she had just said wasn’t a joke either. If that day ever came, she would carry out her threat without hesitation.
A shiver ran from her palm to her chest as Joshua’s lips grazed her skin.
“Sheary,” Joshua murmured between kisses. “Men like Jameson exist, but I’m not one of them. Never.”
Shermaine nodded. “I believe you.”
After kissing her palm once more, Joshua seemed almost greedy–kissing down each finger as if one promise could never be enough.
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