Became A Queen After divorce

The most regretful thing Sam did today was to agree to Mr. Gilliam’s request to pick someone up at the bar. He thought he was just picking up a person, but it turned out to be picking up a big trouble!

“Do you understand? These are personalized high luxury items, containing Parisian blue butterfly flower, Dior Midnight Poison, and YSL Mon Paris.”

“Huh?”

Miss Pearl was so surprised that her jaw dropped. She had known since childhood that her family was wealthy. Her father gave her a monthly allowance of three hundred thousand, but it couldn’t match someone as particular as Sam.

“Why didn’t you say that earlier? Since you’re going to lose them tomorrow anyway, why not give them to me?”

She was good at spotting opportunities, but was he referring to this matter now? He would definitely hold Declan accountable for this loss.

After the argument, there was a dead silence between the two, and none of them spoke to each other.

The time in the clock was ticking away second by second.

The subtle sound that was hard to notice became clear in Pearl’s ears, gradually turning into a lullaby.

When the two came out of the bar, it was almost midnight, and after all the commotion, it was already past two in the morning.

“I’m so sleepy.”

“I’m tired, so let’s just go home like this.”

“You shouldn’t have a hobby of watching others sleep, Mr. Hurst, please leave. I need to rest,” she said as she covered her mouth with her hand, elegant and yawned before lying down on the bed.

She used his pillow and blanket. Sam’s cleanliness obsession did have some merits, as the bed was spotlessly clean and had no strange smell. There was even a faint and elegant fragrance that made it more comfortable than her own bed.

Without any guard, she closed her eyes to prepare for sleep.

Sam, full of resentment, stood at the head of the bed, his sharp eyes staring at her like a sword, not knowing how long he had been watching her.

It wasn’t until a slight and regular breathing sound started that he sighed helplessly and left the room.

This damn woman was sleeping so soundly, unaware of his discomfort.

After he left, the woman who was supposed to be “sound asleep” quietly opened her eyes.

Although she saw nothing in the dark, she wore a smug smile with her eight teeth showing.

“Sam, you’re really an interesting person.”

That night, Pearl slept well until dawn, but Sam, who had to change rooms, tossed and turned the whole night.

The next morning, when they met in the restaurant, one looked refreshed while the other looked tired. They glanced at each other.

Pearl said, “Wow, Mr. Hurst, didn’t you sleep well last night? Look at dark circles under your eyes.”

Sam, as always, remained calm and elegant, even when angry.

“It’s getting late… After breakfast, I’ll take you back to Gilliam Mansion. Giana, get the utensils ready.”

All he wanted now was to get rid of this jinx quickly.

After breakfast, he wanted to leave immediately without lingering for another minute!

Giana had rarely seen this side of Mr. Hurst. He seemed more like a person who could get angry compared to the mysterious and elegant man before. He seemed like a real, flesh-and-blood person!

“Hmm.”

Giana went back to the kitchen to get the utensils.

On the other side, the two sitting at the long table were having an awkward conversation, more like Miss Pearl talking to herself.

If Sam didn’t respond much, she would continue on her own.

“Sam, your table is so long. Don’t you feel lonely eating alone?”

“You’re not going to answer? Then I’ll ask the next question.”

“Why did you join the Gang of Tigers? You seem different from them. When I first saw you, I thought you were a social elite, or at least a cultured person.”

She asked many questions in a row, as if she had turned on the curious baby mode. If Sam didn’t respond, she might keep asking.

Her incessant chatter gave him a headache; even the morning sparrows were not as noisy as her.

Sam sat up straight, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and answered her questions.

“I like the long table, and I don’t feel lonely.”Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Why I joined the Gang of Tigers doesn’t concern Miss Pearl, thank you.”

People said that Sam was gentle and courteous, his voice was gentle, and he spoke with a refined manner. Yet, each word he uttered was sharp and left her speechless.

“You!”

With flushed cheeks, Miss Pearl stared at him with clear and bright eyes. Just when Sam thought this unruly Miss Pearl couldn’t stand him anymore and was about to get up and leave, she shifted her position and sat more elegantly.

“Give it up, Sam. Do you think you can make me not eat by making me angry?”

“Health is important, especially breakfast. You want to piss me off and then eat alone, don’t you? Dream on!”

She not only wanted to eat but also to eat more, preferably to eat Sam out!

Sam thought, ‘Being raised abroad, she indeed has trouble understanding what others say.’

At that moment, Giana came back with the utensils, followed by a cute little girl.

She wore a light yellow chiffon dress with two dark braids. The pink bubble flowers on her head, which were initially tacky, suddenly became magical.

Up close, Sasha’s beautiful features made Pearl feel soft-hearted. She was an angel that anyone would feel affectionate towards. If she could, Pearl would want to hug her.

“Wow, is this your daughter? She’s so cute and doesn’t look like you at all.”

Seeing Sasha, the hostility in Sam dissipated a lot, and he pointed to the seat next to him.

“Sasha, come here and sit.”

Sasha pursed her lips and smiled, showing her two tender teeth, and called him “Uncle Sam” with her unclear pronunciation.

Her legs were too short to climb up the chair, so Sam lifted her up.

“I’ll get you a baby booster seat tomorrow, so you won’t have to work so hard anymore, Sasha.”

“It’s okay, because I prefer you to lift me up.”

“You sweet little girl, go ahead and eat… Today we have your favorite shrimp dumpling.”