From the beginning, she hadn't said a word to him. Was she feeling guilty and afraid that he might sense something?
Just when Yancy Shaw was filled with intense suspicion, Sherry suddenly raised her head, meeting his gaze without a trace of fear, and then solemnly spoke.
"Mr. Shaw, we haven't met. Please show me some respect!"
The moment her voice echoed, the expression on Yancy Shaw's face froze once more.
He suddenly felt a sense of bewilderment...
Her voice was entirely different from Raina's, more hoarse than Raina's, and her speaking tone was unlike the gentle Raina's, carrying a sharper edge of hostility.
The expression on Yancy Shaw's face instantly became immensely complicated.
"Mr. Shaw, can you let go now?" Sherry calmly looked at the man in front of her, much calmer than she had imagined.
