Chapter 83
Carter had just finished a meeting. As he glanced at his phone and saw the missed call, his gaze deepened, turning unreadable. Nate, smug as ever, leaned over with a smirk. “Didn’t I tell you? Ignore Sharon for a few days, and she’ll come crawling back.” He chuckled softly, pleased with himself. “Next step? Keep ignoring her. She’ll drop the act in no time and show her true colors.”
Half an hour later, the elevator doors slid open again.
Nate and Carter stepped out, one following the other.
Sharon stood up. “Carter-”
Before she could finish, Nate cut her off.
“Carter, let’s hurry. Something’s wrong with Kelly. You should check on her.”
Carter had no intention of acknowledging Sharon in the first place. Now, with Nate’s prompting, he walked past her without so much as a glance.
Sharon stepped into his path. “Just one minute…”
Nate’s angry voice rang out behind them. “Sharon, I know you’re desperate for a man, but seriously-read the room! Kelly’s in trouble, and you’re still trying to stop Carter? Are you trying to get her killed? What kind of poisonous woman are you?” (1
Sharon’s voice was calm. “Funny how you weren’t in any rush when you were mocking me earlier. But now suddenly you’re in a panic?”
Nate feigned indignation. “Stop wasting time, Sharon! If anything happens to Kelly, Carter won’t let you off the hook!” Sharon laughed quietly. “You’re really something, Nate. I haven’t even done anything, and you’re accusing me of attempted murder? What, you think I’ve got some kind of superpower, that I can kill from a different location?”
“You-!”
Carter’s voice cut in, low and cold. “Enough.”
He turned to Nate. “Where is she? Take me there.”
Sharon’s brows furrowed. “Carter-”
His voice was even colder this time. “Sharon, if anything happens to Kelly because of this delay… I really will blame you for it.”
Her hand loosened instinctively.
Carter strode off without looking back. Nate gave her one last contemptuous glance, satisfied, and followed.
The situation with Wendy couldn’t be delayed any longer. Sharon didn’t know when she’d get another chance to speak with
Carter.
She called a cab and followed them to the hospital.
But she wasn’t reckless. She didn’t barge in. Instead, she waited quietly outside the room, watching as Carter went in to see Kelly. She’d speak to him after. After all, disturbing Kelly during her “recovery” was not something to take lightly.
An hour passed before the door finally opened.
Carter stepped out.
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He wasn’t the least bit surprised to see her there.
Without even glancing her way, he walked straight past her.
Sharon followed. “Carter-”
But again, he cut her off, his voice low and clear.
“Didn’t you say you’d never come begging me for anything?”
Her fingers curled into fists, almost reflexively.
She wanted to say that if he hadn’t gotten her friend locked up somewhere, she’d never have shown up. Not in this lifetime.
But for Wendy’s sake, she swallowed it down.
“I want to talk to you about Wendy.”
His steps didn’t slow. “Sharon, if you’re asking for a favor, act like it.”
Asking for a favor?
Sharon realized at once what he meant.
So that was it–he wanted her to beg. To humble herself before him.
She felt a wave of cold amusement rising inside her.
He really thought he could have it all.
But she wasn’t about to give him what he wanted.
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