The Heiress Strikes Back

At this point, Zeke made a throat-slitting gesture.

Zoey couldn’t help but curse inwardly at his brother’s recklessness. This idiot really doesn’t know how to read faces.

“Are you an old antique left behind by Louis XIV?” Sharon didn’t want to be outdone.

Seeing that the two of them were in a deadlock, Zoey stood up. Her face was pale as she quickly said, “Go back first! We’ll talk about the rest in private. Don’t disturb my work here.”

In this era of freedom, marriage couldn’t be decided by one’s own decision. How could such a thing happen to the Sullivan Group?

“You can’t decide...” Sharon was about to refute, but Zoey secretly tugged at the corner of her shirt. Then, her expression turned serious as she glared at Zeke.

“Shut up! How can you talk to my brother like that?” Zoey originally wanted to reprimand Zeke, but after thinking about it, she looked at Sharon. As soon as she said this, Zeke’s expression became smug.

“It seems that some people don’t appreciate it! Let me tell you-you better not play any tricks, or I won’t let any of you off!” With that, he turned around and suddenly thought of something. He stared at Sharon coldly. “Think about what I just said. Otherwise, you have to be prepared. If there’s a car accident on the way, you’ll spend a lot of money!”

At this point, he turned around and left, causing the office door to bang loudly.

“I’m sorry, CEO... My brother...” Zoey glanced at Sharon helplessly, not knowing what to say.

“It’s okay; leave this matter to Tommy. Don’t worry. As for the company and what I asked you to do today, you’ll have to complete it.” Sharon didn’t seem to care and raised her hand. It isn’t convenient for a girl to come forward, so of course, a man has to come.

For some reason, Sharon felt depressed. She had a feeling that something bad would happen today.

After what happened, the two of them couldn’t say anything else. Glancing at the time, Sharon packed up and returned to the training ground.

After resting for less than half an hour, Gena knocked on Sharon’s door and called her to attend the interview.

“Okay, I’ll be right there.” Dragging her exhausted body, Sharon opened the door and walked out. When she reached the door and saw Gena, she was stunned.

“You said you didn’t give up on yourself and don’t plan to be a deserter?” Gena was disgusted. “Is this how you plan on going to the beach?”

Although Gena hadn’t been in the entertainment industry for long, she knew the reason why the interview was held on the beach was to see the contestants compete for attention.

“What’s wrong with this?” Sharon looked down. The white dress was neat and clean. Isn’t this enough?

As for what Gena meant, Sharon knew. She knew the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry, but she didn’t need them.

When Xenia saw Sharon on the beach, she looked at the latter as if she were looking at a fool. As the spokesperson of RC, it’s one thing for her not to wear a branded outfit, but she didn’t even wear a swimsuit.

Sharon didn’t pay much attention to this kind of canvassing interview. She felt that her own strength was more important.

When Sharon arrived, there were already many people on the beach. Most of the girls who had been nominated were dressed skimpily, and only Sharon stood out. The others were cooperating with the cameraman to take photos after the interview.

Only Sharon silently left the filming area after the interview. She was playing by the beach alone, her white dress fluttering gently under the waves.

Sharon-who was quietly enjoying herself-had no idea that there was a camera facing her. In a place that the other reporters didn’t notice, she shouted at the sea. Her comfortable and relaxed mood made a new movement burst out in her mind.