Chapter 1193

Chapter 1193 Shannon‘s gaze shifted. She looked at the kind and handsome man before her eyes, uncertain if he was being

truthful or not.

It sounded genuine , but with Sherry lying down on the couch, would she not distract the man?

Just when she was thinking of some other way to stay with him, the man lost his patience. The smile on his face turned cold, and

so did the eyes behind his golden framed glasses.

Startled , Shannon immediately said, “I'll go back to the room, John. Try not to work too late.”

John merely smiled and hummed a reply.

Shannon coldly sized Sherry up from top to bottom before she left.

Nevertheless, Sherry shut her eyes and did not look at her sister. Her eyes remained shut even after Shannon left the room. She

relaxed her hands and propped her legs up on the couch to sleep in a more comfortable way.

Some time later, she sensed something shadowing above her head. She opened her eyes and saw John standing in front of her,

peering down.

He curled his lips. “Comfortable?”

Sherry yawned but did not get up. “It's okay. | would like to get a pillow.”

John chuckled. “Get up.”

“Why?”

“I'm going out. Take these for me.” He tossed a briefcase full of documents onto Sherry’s belly.

She glared at him. “Where are you going? | thought you had things to do.”

However, he ignored her and went to the door. “If you want dinner, follow me.”

Sherry was forced to get up with the briefcase and followed him out of the house.

The MPV that he usually took to work was waiting for him in front of the yard. When they reached the gate, the driver and Peter

came out to open the door for them.

Peter was dressed in a formal suit which intrigued Sherry.

This bastard is already the richest man in Glenchester, and he still goes out to meet clients in the middle of the night? Is he a

workaholic?’

Plagued with exhaustion, Sherry yawned countless times along the journey.

The car soon reached a grill that served roast meat, beer, and everything she loved! She had no idea why John

would want to meet a client at this kind of place but it did not matter.

She strode inside with the briefcase before John even came out of the car.

At the same time in the VIP room on the second floor, several men in suits sat around the table, looking as though their souls

had left their bodies.

“Mr. Clarkson, | thought we were supposed to visit Master Stockton‘s office tomorrow morning. Why did you call us out at this

hour?”

“Yeah, and at this kind of place? Master Stockton is really a strange person.” :

The man known as Mr. Clarkson waved his hands to calm the others down. “As long as we can get the deal, even if he wants us

to meet him by the roadside in the middle of the night, we will do it.” Knock knock The door opened.

Mr. Clarkson and his dispirited men immediately straightened their backs.

Awaiter came in and smiled at them. “Mr. Clarkson, Master Stockton has arrived.”

Mr. Clarkson and the others bolted up, immediately devoid of exhaustion, and were replaced by seemingly

infinite energy.

Sherry was brought to the meeting with the sole responsibility of carrying the briefcase.

As soon as they entered the room, she and Peter sat on John’s left and right sides respectively.

She listened to Peter talk to the clients, and when she received the signal from John, she would take the documents out from the

briefcase and pass them to Peter.

Fortunately, it was a rather casual meeting with scattered conversations here and there. Therefore , Sherry seized the

opportunity to indulge in all the meat she could.