Because You Are My Lady

Chapter 131

Sharon found that Stanley was quite addicted to smoking as he could often be seen smoking.

She used to dislike men who smoke, feeling those men disregarded their health, but when Stanley was smoking, he looked particularly attractive and charming as he stood under the dim night light like one of the scenes in the movie.

Tall and alluring, he stood outside the car window, wearing an expensive and elegant suit, exerting mature masculinity physically. This kind of masculine charm was simply irresistible.

One glance was enough to melt her heart.

Sharon covered her flushed cheek, pressed her thumping chest, licked her dry lips, and secretly cursed herself for being in a daze after watching the man.

"Bang." Stanley knocked on the car window.

Sharon looked up. Stanley's black eyes fell on her. "Come out."

Sharon got off the car and asked, "Where are we going?"

"There's a banquet. We'll go together..."

Before he could finish, Sharon, who was halfway out of the car, suddenly shrank back.

Stanley stared at her, astounded.

Sharon gritted her teeth. "Why do you take me to the banquet? No, I don't want to go!"

If she was told that they would come to such a public occasion, she would not come no matter what.

Stanley's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as he flicked the cigarette between his fingers and stepped on it. "Are you not coming down?"

Sharon shook her head desperately. "No. I won't go! I'm going home!"

"Sharon Cruz!"

"I don't care. Be mad at me all you want, but I won't go! You know that there must be a lot of reporters in this kind of place, yet you have the nerve to actually take me here. I won't go!" In the end, she simply made a scene.

With a headache, he pinched his eyebrows and laughed out of anger. "Who told you that there are reporters here?"

"Huh?"

There were no reporters?

Sharon did not believe him. "How could such a banquet be..."

"This is a private banquet. Only the prominent figures and noble family members are invited. Reporters are strictly prohibited!"

Sharon was skeptical. "Really?"

Stanley glanced at her coldly. "If you don't want to go in, you can go home."

"Really?!"

Hearing this, Sharon's eyes lit up excitedly.

Stanley nodded. "Go home then."

Sharon immediately patted the back of the chair and said, "Anthony, please send me back..."

"Anthony, hold a staff meeting tomorrow. The main agenda is to discuss with the staff what kind of mysterious figure their president's wife is..."

"Oh, my dear, I'm just kidding. Since we've come, I have to get in then, right? Alright, let's go. Are you sure there's no reporter in there?"

Sharon, who had just been in the car, now got out of the car at a very fast speed and directly took his arm, raising her small face, revealing a wide grin.

Nevertheless, Sharon was cursing him, gnashing her teeth, and whining.

How could he threaten her with this matter? How could he be so bad?

Stanley glanced at her lightly and then strode into the hall, ignoring her.

Sharon pouted.

What a petty man!

Not long after the two of them entered, a car in the distance slowly passed by.

Peter pulled over and turned off the engine. He looked at the back seat and said, "Young Master, we're here."

Shawn opened his eyes and glanced at the woman beside him. He frowned and seemed to be unhappy.

Peter looked away sheepishly. A plus- one was compulsory for the banquet, and Shawn asked him to arrange it, so he brought Miss Sharon... oh no, he brought Ayana along. As a result, Shawn had been rather distressed along the way.

Ayana could read his emotions through his expression at a glance after being with him for so many years. She bit her lip and said, "It was me who asked Peter to take me here. If you don't like it, I can ask Peter to take me home."

Pushing open the car door, Shawn got out of the car and said lightly, "Since you're here,

let's go in."

Smiling, Ayana followed him out of the car and took his arm intimately.

As they walked inside, Shawn said something to her. His voice was soft, but what he said made Ayana's heart sink to rock bottom.

"After attending this banquet, you will go back to Cresthill tomorrow. I can handle it here."

Ayana tilted her head to look at the man beside her. His facial features were prominent and appealing; his eyes were dark, showing indifference and ruthlessness.

Ayana lowered her eyes and put on a bitter smile.

Had her life as a stand-in finally come to an end?

However, she did not want to leave so soon.

Sure enough, there was no reporter at the banquet. Since Sharon came in, she had never seen a camera, and her heart was finally at ease.

As expected, it was a world of rich people. The banquet was luxurious and spacious. The two- story building was the venue for tonight. The scantily clad men and women filled the venue, indulging in the wealthy and opulent atmosphere.

If it weren't for Stanley, Sharon wouldn't have taken part in such a banquet for the rest of her life.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

He and she were not in the same world indeed.

She had a somewhat upset feeling.

Less than ten minutes after entering the door, the people who flattered Su Stanley began to surround him and quickly squeezed Sharon out of their way. She stood in a daze for a while, shaking her head and laughing.

She touched her stomach and felt hungry. She didn't eat dinner, and her lunch was rather unsatisfying.

She looked at Stanley who was taller than everyone else around him. He was talking to a middle- aged man. Sharon quietly moved to the side to get some food.

The banquet provided a variety of main dishes and desserts. She assumed that the food here would not be very delicious, but she didn't expect that they were exceptionally delectable and it was not worse than that of the high-end restaurant.

Sharon realized that this trip was totally worth it.

Stanley realized that Sharon disappeared after a short while, so he frowned and began to look for her. Lance, who was standing next to him, said in amusement, "Mr. Jones, are you looking for the lady whom you brought with you?"

Stanley glanced at him and said, "You have good eyes."

Lance laughed and raised his hand to point in a direction. "Mr. Jones, since you personally brought her here, so I assumed she must be someone important and keep an eye on her. Please look over there."

Looking in the direction he pointed, Stanley pursed his lips and then sighed with his hand on his forehead.

What a glutton.

On this kind of occasion, most women would be making friends with influential figures, but she was concentrating on eating instead.

"That lady is so cute and straightforward," Lance said, showing his eloquent side as an experienced businessman in the business world. "Your girlfriend is extraordinary. I'm impressed."

Stanley said with a faint smile, "She's not my girlfriend."

"Oh?" Lance was dumbfounded. What was going on? Did he misjudge their relationship? "Uh, Mr. Jones, I'm not..."

"Lance, my relationship with her is closer than that of a girlfriend."

There was a faint smile on Stanley's face. "You have guessed wrongly."

Mr. Liu was shocked. What did he mean by that? Could it be...

"Is she your fiancee?"

The relationship between a rich man and a woman was always full of mystery. Girlfriend was a variable but fiancee was a constant. She was likely to be the future Mrs. Jones!

Stanley simply smiled and said nothing.

Lance secretly cursed Stanley for being as sly as a fox for not commenting anything. How could he guess then?

At this moment, Stanley's eyes and thoughts were completely out of his sight as he fixated his attention on the woman in the food area.

Only from a distance did he realize how radiant she was.

She turned her back to him, revealing the bareback. The fair and slender back was emphasized under the illumination. The red dress made her look like a ball of fire, attracting people's attention.

The hollow back design of the dress showed her sexy curves.

Although she was very hungry, Sharon did not dare to eat too much as the dress was very tight- fitting that a little tummy could be seen. After eating something, she felt that her stomach was bulging.

She was concentrating on the food but failed to notice that a pair of hateful eyes were fixed on her.

Cecilia clenched her fists tightly. She could not believe that Sharon was here today.

It was really a narrow road before a foe!

"Lilian."

Cecilia called her companion and pointed to Sharon. "That is the woman I told you about."

Lilian looked in the direction she pointed and narrowed her eyes. "Your half-sister? The one who gave you a nasty look in the hospital last time and even slapped you because of the support from her rich sugar daddy?"

Cecilia sneered, "That's her."

"B*tch!"

Lilian spat and casually picked up a glass of wine from the waiter's tray. "Since we're fated to meet, it doesn't make sense if we don't go to greet her."

After that, they walked over, swaying.

Sharon planned to go back to Stanley after satisfying her hunger. Before they came in, Stanley had told her not to wander around and stick to him closely because there would be many people at the banquet.

She assumed that he should have finished talking to his mates, so she had better go to him and follow him around like a sensible plus-one.

She turned around, and a sound resonated.

She felt cold on her chest as there was cold liquid directly poured on her. The expensive and beautiful dress was suddenly ruined.

Sharon let out a bitter laugh. Indeed, Cinderella could not have stayed at the banquet for too long or she would have been transformed back to her original appearance.

"Oh, I'm so sorry."

The sound of an apology rang out.

Sharon thought that the other party was not intentional, so she shook her head and said, "It's all right. It's an accident."

"Miss, you look quite unfamiliar. Is this your first time here?" the person who apologized just now said again.

Sharon looked up and saw a woman in a strapless dress looking at her. Although there was a smile on her face, there was no apology in her eyes. All she could see was the smugness and complacence.

She frowned.

Did she get picked on?

From the way the other party behaved, she didn't seem to have accidentally collided with her.

Sharon narrowed her eyes and nodded. "Yes, it's my first time here. What can I do for you?"

"No wonder."

A sarcastic and disdainful female voice resonated. Cecilia stood out from behind Lilian and looked coldly at Sharon, who was in a mess. "You look like you have been starving for a long time. I thought a homeless beggar sneaked in here."

Sure enough, she got picked on, and her opponents came in pair!

Sharon looked at them coldly and pursed her lips.

She was so unlucky that she could meet Cecilia here.

Even if she didn't provoke her, she would never let her go.

Lilian sized Sharon up and was surprised to find that the dress Sharon was wearing was a limited edition haute couture dress. There

were only a few in the world, and she wore one.