The President’s Stubborn Love

Jason just yelled, like a knife, peeling away Sherry’s heart layer by layer.

This is her own brother.

Someone behind her bumped into her, I don’t know who.

Sherry stumbled a few steps and appeared in front of Jason all at once.

“That’s her! She’s my sister, Isaac, just give me a few days, I can really raise the money, I really can’t, you see she’s not bad looking, right? You take her and let her keep you company, she’s a woman Aaron has played with.”

Obviously, because of those few words, the men’s movements stopped.

Then the one called Isaac came towards Sherry and looked her up and down.

Perhaps he was satisfied to see that Sherry had come out of Swift Family, wearing clothes that were indeed designer goods, and he nodded his head.

Look at her as if she were looking at a priced item.

If he nodded, Sherry had no doubt that Jason would have sold her out in the next second.

She felt the finger-pointing eyes of the people around her and saw Jason break away from them all at once and run behind her, cowering and hiding.

She sneered helplessly, “How much does he owe you?”

The one called Isaac raised his hand and made a five gesture, “Fifty million.”

Sherry turned back to Jason and glared hard at him.

Jason’s eyes twinkled, “No, no, it didn’t start out that way, I couldn’t keep up with the payments before interest rolled in.”

“Little sister, we’re not bad people either, it’s only right to pay what you owe, if he can’t pay, I’ll have to break one of his hands and go back to pay.” Isaac grunted, “Hiding behind a woman is considered a man?”

Jason tightened his grip on Sherry’s arm as soon as he heard this.

“Mum is about to have an operation, if she doesn’t see me when she wakes up she’ll be worried, you don’t want Mum to be irritated either!” Jason’s mouthful of mum was very affectionate at this point.

Sherry took a slow, deep breath.

“I know, you give me a card number, I’ll pay it back slowly.” She raised her head and swept around lightly, her tone no longer had any emotion, even her anger and aggression, had lost its temperature, “He’s right, I’m Aaron’s mistress, would I be without money?”

Having said that, everyone looked at Sherry with contempt.

That Isaac weighed in, “Your mother is going to have an operation anyway and you won’t get away with it, I’ll give you three more days and if you don’t see the money, your life is Jackson’s.”

“Thanks, thanks Isaac! I’ll make sure to chip in.” Jason all of a sudden fawned and smiled at them, just short of getting down on his knees in front of them.

As soon as those people entered the lift, he immediately let go.

Staring disdainfully at Sherry, “Bring me the money.”

“I don’t have any money.” Sherry gritted her teeth and said three words.

“Who are you kidding? You have the money to pay for the surgery and not for me?” He suddenly took two steps forward and closed in on Sherry, “You steal it from Aaron’s bed!”

Snap.

Sherry lifted her hand and slapped him across the face.

“Bitch, don’t you dare hit me!”

It was only a few minutes before and after, he treated Sherry like a different person.

He raised his hand, about to hit her.

Sherry raised her head, her eyes like hell as she stared intently at him, “Go ahead, hit me and I’ll leave you alone and let them come back and cut your hands off and take your life.”

Jason’s hands trembled and he couldn’t look back for a long time.

“You dare!”

“Heh, try it.”

Sherry walked around him and said as she was entering the ward, “Don’t show up in front of Mom, you don’t deserve it.”

Jason cursed at the door for a while before moving to the lift.

Just before arriving on the ground floor, a man in a suit came up to me.

“You’re Jason?”

“No!” He yelled, throwing up his hands and running.

But not as fast as his opponent, he was pinned directly to the floor.

“Andrew wants to see you.”

“Who?”

Jason turned around and saw a long, happy figure standing in the direction of the main entrance.

Dressed in designer luxuries, Jason’s eyes were glowing at the time.

“Andrew, you wanted to see me, what is it?” Jason fawned and smiled.

“How much do you owe?” Andrew looked over coldly, “I’ll pay it back, but you can’t bother Sherry anymore.”

As soon as Jason heard this, there was instant joy on his face.

“So you’re a friend of Sherry’s.” He smiled while looking at the designer watch Andrew wore on his wrist, “Not much, it’s only sixty million.”

The chill between Andrew’s brows pressed down, “Tomorrow night at the docks, someone will see you out of the country, and in the future, don’t come back.”

The reason why Sherry was trapped by Aaron back then, he had sent someone to find out long ago.

If it wasn’t for this brother, who kept dragging Sherry down, her life would not have turned out like this.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He was just passing through the area, wondering if he could run into her at the hospital, but he didn’t expect to see that scene by coincidence.

Andrew watched Jason’s back as he left, his eyes sinking a little.

Aaron’s mistress?

He pulled open the car door, his eyes growing colder.

Meanwhile, Aaron, who has just finished his meeting, has received a report from Eral that word has spread after Jason made such a scene at the hospital.

“Later on, Andrew came by and he met with Jason and after that, Jason left.”

Aaron had an amused smile on his face, “What, he’s going to help pay the debt?”

“It may be a possibility, but Jason asked Andrew for an extra ten million.”

The kind of person who can never change his natural lowly habits.

Aaron’s eyes flashed cold and his voice was low as he ordered.

Eral nodded in response, and on his way out the door, asked, “Is the PR case against the Garcia Group going out as planned?”

By taking a stand, Night Group has drawn a clear line of sight with Garcia Group.

Aaron shot a look over, “It’s about time.”

He did receive help from the Garcia Family when Night Group was just starting out, but over the years he has paid it back, both in terms of projects and contacts.

To this day, it is impossible for the Garcia Family to make him their son-in-law.

The phone rings, and its still Nola calling.

The man’s brow furrowed as he put his phone down and got up to walk back into the conference room.

Only Nola was undeterred and waited downstairs, finally blocking Aaron, “I know you’re not happy with what my family did, but don’t do this to me, let’s sit down somewhere and talk about it, okay?”

Aaron’s long legs come to a slow halt.

“Aaron …”

Aaron pointed to the car in front of him, “Get in.”

Nola immediately put on a new smile and chattered away the whole way, thinking it was a step up from Aaron’s willingness to forgive her.

Instead, ten minutes later, a report was dumped in front of her.

Above is Aaron and Sherry dancing at the ball, and the reporter’s out-of-context, vague assertions.

Let there be a misconception that Aaron has something going on with the female employees of the company.

Nola’s face suddenly froze.

“It’s the kind of third-rate newspaper I never care about.”

Only the eyes of the man in front of her were so cold, so cold that she was afraid.

“Whoever from the Garcia Family did this frivolous act is the last time I will tolerate it.”

Nola looked up, “Are you trying to, like, defend Sherry?”