Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth

Chapter 478 What Are You Doing

Atall figure walked in right after the waiter served her coffee.

Christina waved at him, and Sheridan walked over, smiling slightly.

It was obvious he had rushed all the way over.

“Christina, | think Anya knows you're investigating her accounts,” Sheridan whispered.

“Really? That's fast.” Christina was shocked to hear that. She had been very careful while dealing with

this issue, after all. Did Yerek say something to her?

“Anya came looking for me when | returned one day, trying to find out if I'm helping you take care of the

accounts. Don't worry. | didn't say anything. | sent the accounts over immediately when | was done with

them.”

Christina was extremely grateful. Taking the flash drive the man had handed her, she said, “Thank you,

Sheridan. | can't thank you enough.”

“Don't thank me if you see me as your friend. Perhaps there will come a day when you can help me,”

Sheridan answered with a smile.

Christina nodded as she kept the flash drive. “Send me the bill once you're back.

You'd better not give me a discount. Oh, and make sure you include your travel expenses.”

“It won't be cheap since I, the boss, drove to you personally,” he teased.

Christina burst out laughing at that. “Of course.” She stared out the window and saw it was almost

evening soon. “Why don't you take a rest here tonight? I'll book a room for you.”

“Sure. The hotel | stayed at was not bad. I've already booked a room with them,”

Sheridan said. He didn't want to put Christina in a difficult spot. It could easily be misinterpreted if other

people learned she had booked a room for him under her name.

Another wave of gratefulness washed over Christina. Sheridan was always putting others before

himself. She didn't feel burdened when she was with him.

They paid for their coffee and left the café. They had just stepped out when a motorbike drove toward

Christina. It moved fast, and in the blink of an eye, the bike appeared before Christina.

The person in the backseat reached out and snatched her purse. Immediately after, the bike sped away

from the scene.

Shocked, Christina staggered backward, and Sheridan quickly moved forward to steady her. “Are you

okay, Christina?”

“I'm fine, but my purse was snatched away!” Her heart was still thumping loudly as the scene from that

moment flashed through her mind.

It didn't seem that those two on the bike had decided to rob her then and there.

Rather, it seemed that they had been watching her and waiting for the right moment because a woman

was carrying a luxury bag beside her. Yet, they had chosen to rob the one with an unknown brand.

“They might be targeting the flash drive in your bag,” Sheridan suggested nervously. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Fortunately, | didn't put it into my bag earlier. | was worried | would lose it, so | put the flash drive in the

pocket of my pants.” Christina instinctively reached down and patted her pocket. Good, it's still here.

She heaved a sigh of relief at that. Could Anya have sent those people?

“What are you doing?” A cold voice sounded, interrupting Christina's thoughts.

Nathaniel saw how Sheridan was holding her. His scorching gaze looked as though it was about to

burn Christina.

Sheridan quickly let go of his hand that was holding Christina. “We encountered a robber earlier.

Christina almost got hurt,” he explained calmly.

Nathaniel grabbed the woman's hand and pulled her to his side. He looked her up and down before

saying, “You must be really free, Mr. Stone. Don't you have to oversee things at your office in

Hallsbay?”

Christina's face darkened. fs Nathaniel implying that Sheridan is so free that he comes looking for me

every day? Does this b*stard know what he's saying? Has he ever thought about how disrespectful it is

to me when he's speaking like that to my friend?

She tugged at Nathaniel’s sleeve, implying that he should stop talking.

The man's face was contorted. He looked as if the world had offended him.

Sheridan's expression turned grim. “Shouldn't you worry about your wife at a moment like this, Mr.

Hadley?”

“| don't need you to tell me what to do.”

Their words sparked a conflict between them, and Christina thought a fire was about to start when she

saw how their gazes were burning.

Nonetheless, she didn't look too good herself. After all, Sheridan had come all the way just to help her.

Even though he didn't have that kind of feelings toward her, he was still misunderstood. Anyone would

feel uncomfortable if they were in his place.

With an apologetic look, Christina said, “I'm sorry, Sheridan. I'll send you back to the hotel first.”

She left Nathaniel's side and walked over to Sheridan.

Nathaniel reached out and grabbed her hand again. “Who said you could leave?”

“Stop it, Nathaniel. We're in the middle of the street. This is not your house.”

Christina scowled in response, but she chose to ignore the burning rage she was feeling.

How could he get angry without getting an understanding of the situation first?

She wanted to pry her hand away from him, but Nathaniel kept a death grip around her wrist, not letting

go of her.

Sheridan could finally get an understanding of their relationship. One hoped to be understood, while the

other kept chasing after her relentlessly.

“Mr. Hadley, being overbearing is not how you should act while in a relationship. Why don't you two talk

it out?”

“Mind your own business.” Nathaniel's eyes were icy cold. His grip on Christina's wrist tightened even

more as a result.

Sheridan furrowed his brows at that. He glanced at Christina and said, “Contact me when you've taken

care of everything here.”

“Sheridan, I—” Christina felt sorry and embarrassed about the situation.

“It's fine. Deal with your problems first.” Sheridan nodded, then hailed a cab and left.

Christina felt utterly embarrassed. She withdrew her hand and asked, “Are you satisfied now?”

Nathaniel's eyes darkened further. She's blaming me now?

His voice was low as he said, “How is it appropriate for you to be hugging another man in the middle of

the streets?”

Christina noticed that communicating with Nathaniel was harder than climbing a mountain. If he was

willing, the most he would do was listen to a few sentences she said. If he wasn't, nothing she said

would get through to him.

Back then, she would have taken the time and slowly talked to him. However, she didn't feel like

explaining herself anymore.

“Get in the car.” Nathaniel opened the car door and shoved her in. “Drive.”

“| want to go back to Scenic Garden Manor,” Christina said.

“No. Our collaboration has already started, so we should visit the site. There are

many things we need to do. I'm sure you'll cooperate with us, right, Ms. Steele?”

Christina was full of anger and frustration, but she couldn't find an excuse to say no.