I am a Second Female Lead

Chapter 33: 3. Sheri Hoal

Lunchtime. Since Sheri was alone and was busy doing all the paper works. She asked her assistant to

buy her a lunch. She has no time to go out, and she felt lazy to walk since it's raining. While focusing

on her work, Her phone buzzed. It was constantly ringing that she is irritated. Mostly Xiao is the one

who will pick up but since he went to buy his and her lunch, Sheri has to do it. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Hoal Enterprise, Sheri speaking. How can I help you?" Sheri asked.

"Ms. Sheri, it's Devon. How are you?" Devon asked on the other line.

Sheri paused what she was doing and grab the hand phone tight.

"Hello Ms. Hoal, are you still there?" Devon concernedly asked.

Sheri starts to breathe. Another mantra starts in her head.

"Ye...yes. I'm here. How can I help you Mr. Goori? Sheri asked nervously.

"I am delighted you're the one who picks the phone. I'm just wondering, when are you available for

dinner? You keep on avoiding me. It's just a dinner to thank you. Besides my grandmother really

wanted to meet you again." Devon said.

Sheri sighs and pinches her forehead.

"Alright, Mr. Goori...

"Devon," said Devon

"Alright, Mr. Devon next week Friday is that good for you? Around 6 p.m.?" Sheri said.

Devon smiles on the other side of the phone. He has been trying to have dinner with her for almost a

year now.

"That's excellent. I'll come and pick you up." Devon said.

Sheri furrowed her brows.

"You don't have to do that Mr. Devon just tell me the place and address and I will meet you there,"

Sheri said.

"That would be a discourteous for me, Ms. Hoal," Devon said. Sheri sighs on the other end.

"Alright Mr. Devon, I'll message you soon my address," Sheri said. She wants to end the talk. For her,

they don't deserve her time.

Devon smiled and said goodbye and Sheri message him a different address. She sends him the

address of Sven and sets it on her agenda. She will never give her address toward them, so why not

use the address of her brother?

At 8 pm she looked at her phone and saw many miscalls from her mom she called her back to inform

her she will be arriving. The dinner is already gone by, but Sheri still wants to see her siblings, so she

decided to visit. She packed her stuff and went toward the garage of their building and drives her car.

While driving, she hears a puff sound. She had a bad feeling about this. She slows down at where the

light is. She gets out of her car and checks her front tire. Sheri frown her front tires is deflated. She saw

that a piece of broken glass stuck in her tire.

"Sigh, my first day of coming back home and still it's not my best day," Sheri mumbled.

She promptly pulled her mobile phone and called her dad.

"The number you have dialed cannot be reached.". Sheri squeezes her forehead. She looked at her

phone and saw no signal. The road she is, is having a hard time to have a phone signal due to its

terrain. Their area is the outskirt of the city.

She looked where she at and the location of her parent's villa. She starts to calculate. It will take her

half an hour by walking but if she walked forward and picks a signal on the way she can call her dad.

That's what she thought. So she decided to walk.

She carefully gathers her stuff in her car, locked it and was supposed to start walking.

Suddenly a Bugatti La Voiture Noire car stops at her side. Sheri stood still and when the man steps out

from his luxury car.

Sheri stiffened. He moved towards her while smiling. Sheri felt a shiver in her spine. Even the way he

smiles it makes her scared.

"Hey what a coincidence, what does a beautiful lady doing here in the middle of the road." asked the

man.

Sheri creased her brow and start cursing " Grr. Can my day get any better? What is this? What did I do

to deserve this?" Sheri thought to her self.

After snapping from her thought she looked at the tall man who wears a black suit. Oozing with

sexiness and manliness. But for Sheri, all she can see is a devil that she will not want to have any

dealings or even greetings with.

" Good evening Mr. Devon its indeed coincidence that we meet each other," Sheri said.

Devon looked at her attire and frown. It's a bit cold right now, and she's just wearing her pencil skirt and

a blouse. He went back to his car and gets his jacket.

He hands it to Sheri but Sheri just looked at him.

"Thank you, Mr. Devon, but I wouldn't need it. If you excuse me I better go." Sheri politely said and

walked past by him.

Devon twitches and chases after her.

"Ms. Hoal perhaps I can give you a lift. It's a bit far from where your house is." Devon said.

Sheri stopped and looked back at him.

" Excuse me, Mr. Devon, we only meet once and I didn't recall you were invited to my parent's house

neither your friends with my family. So, do tell me, Mr. Goori, how do you know where I live?." Sheri

folded her arms and waited for Devon to respond.

Devon cheeky smile. " Ms. Hoal, I mean no harm I solely thought. Since this road is the solitary road

toward the compound of villas Masqurd. I made a guess that you live in one of those villas and besides

I am heading in the same direction. I live at number 38."

Devon gently answered.

Sheri was dumbfounded. She heard before that indeed someone just moved in the vacant mansion

closed to her parent's house. Her lips twitched. In her mind, the word "why' is floating. She relaxed her

self even though she wants to run fast and be far away from the person in front of her. She was silent

for a few minutes and sigh.

"I'm sorry for the critical assumption, so if you will excuse me. I need to go." Sheri said and starts

nervously walking. Sheri can't hold her emotions in. If she stays near him her anxiety will attack her.

She doesn't want any help of the person in front of her. She doesn't want that they will be even friends.

While she starts to walk away.

Devon followed her again.

" Ms. Hoal, I can drive you home," Devon said.

Sheri didn't respond and just walked. When she hears he stops talking. "Well good, the devil went

away." Sheri thought to her self. While walking, she remembers bitterly the first time he encounters

him.