At this moment, her wrist was suddenly gripped by someone.
"Wait a minute!"
She turned around and caught a strong whiff of alcohol, which made her frown slightly.
"Mr. Shaw, may I ask if there's anything else?" Sherry looked at him, her tone exceedingly formal.
Hearing her completely unfamiliar tone, Yancy Shaw's body swayed a little.
The next second, he suddenly released her wrist, unconsciously took a step back, and showed a bitter smile on his handsome face.
"Nothing..." he said with a bitter smile as he looked at her.
"If there's nothing, then I'll leave." Sherry didn't say much more, but turned around, walking away in her high heels.
To her, Yancy Shaw was just another guest at Silvanus Manor at this moment.
Having been in this place for so long, she was long able to separate work from personal matters!
...
After dealing with the bar's matters, Sherry returned to her residence with a slightly exhausted body.
That two-story small villa.
