Chapter 2 The Missing Earring

Startled, the woman wrapped the bath towel around herself more tightly, looking shy and flustered.

She had just stepped out of the shower and her long, dark hair clung to her waist, her skin look dewy and smooth. Her face was as delicate as the woman in his memory, but her eyes were different. They seemed to be somewhat frivolous, unlike the timid eyes he had seen last night.

"Oh, you're awake," she said timidly.

Gerald nodded. His eyes wandered to her bare shoulders and neck. The red marks reminded him of what he had done last night. He had always been very reserved, but for some reason, he had completely lost control of himself last night.

Thinking about this, the hostility in his eyes faded away.

"I'll take responsibility for what happened last night. Allow me to arrange for someone to send you home later."

Hearing this, Winnie pretended to look flustered, but she was secretly ecstatic.

Although she had no idea why the man inside this hotel room was not the fat, disgusting director, she was delighted that the man turned out to be billionaire Gerald Lamont. All the women in Soulas could only dream of marrying him.

The second she saw this man's handsome face, Winnie knew she had hit the jackpot.

Moreover, the Lamont family controlled the economic lifeline of the city. If she could get Gerald's favor, she would live a carefree life forever.

Winnie masked her complacency with a look of obedience. She nodded humbly and said, "Okay."

Satisfied with her answer, Gerald stepped back and signaled her to get dressed.

Winnie was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would give the show away, so she quickly got dressed and headed for the door.

But before she could escape, the man stopped her.

"Wait!"

Winnie's heart skipped a beat and all the color drained from her face.

Had he seen through her already?

Winnie stiffly turned around and forced a smile. "Mr. Lamont, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Gerald looked at her intently. "You haven't told me your name yet."

Winnie lowered her head and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When she looked up again, her smile was genuine. "Winnie Newell from the Newell family in the north of the city."

After she left, Gerald stood up to take a shower, but something caught his eye.

It was sparkling under the sunshine that streamed in from the window.

Lying on the crumpled white bed sheet was a sapphire earring.

Gerald picked it up curiously.

Although the stone in the earring was cheap moissanite, its shape was unique. A hexagonal snowflake wrapped around the shiny blue gemstone, with the letter Y carved on it, simple and exquisite.

Although the earring was a little old, it looked well-kept. It could be seen that its owner had treasured it and had taken good care of it.

Its owner must've been the girl who had just left. Her eyes, which were as bright as stars in the night sky, appeared in his mind.

As Gerald studied the small earring in his hand, an unnoticeable smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

They would see each other soon.

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Sheila clambered out of the hotel and checked her phone. The hospital had sent her a message saying that Ivan's medical fees had been paid.

Only then did Sheila sigh with relief. She made her way back to the Newell family's house in lighter spirits.

While Winnie stayed in a luxurious room, Sheila's room was small and could barely accommodate one person.

In her third month with the Newell family, Winnie had ordered her to walk the dog.

But at the time, Sheila was only fifteen years old. She wasn't strong enough to control the huge Samoyed. In the end, the dog ran away, and when it was found, it was covered in blood by the roadside. It looked like it had been dead for a while.

As a result, Winnie hated her guts even more. She made a scene, accused Sheila of being a useless bitch and demanded that she get out of their house.

Due to Winnie's persistent request, her father, Enoch Newell, had no choice but to ask Sheila to move out of the big room and stay in this small one.

From then on, Sheila had taken the dead dog's place and had become Winnie's pet, whom Winnie bullied whenever Enoch wasn't looking.

Recalling the events of last night, Sheila shook her head and smiled bitterly, intending to scrub every inch of her body the man had touched.

Just as she was about to take off her clothes, Sheila suddenly realized that one of her earrings was missing.