The President’s Stubborn Love

Perhaps she could find a glimmer of opportunity in this.

Sherry thought so, slowly lifting her eyes to look at the man beside her.

But she didn’t realize that her subtle movements were directly in Aaron’s eye, “Don’t get any ideas.”

A word that weighs on Sherry’s mind.

“If you’re concerned about Andrew, all the more reason to take your lawyer seriously and cooperate with him; unless you win, if you falsely accuse Tacy, he’ll just draw a complete line in the sand with you.”

Aaron said icily, his eyes carrying a hint of contempt.

Sherry gritted her teeth, “No, I’m willing to cooperate.”

She paused before entering the office, “And, I do have evidence against Tacy, but, I have conditions.”

Aaron, how could I not go along with this heavenly opportunity that you have personally delivered to me?

The man snorted a laugh.

“Tell me about it.”

He knew the woman was full of nonsense.

Absolutely refuses to behave.

“You have to promise me something, something that you can do, but I can’t tell you yet.” Sherry said, a small smile blossoming between her lips, “I wonder, if Mr. Swift would dare to bet on it.”

Aaron stared into her face.

Neither man spoke again.

The lawyer, Einar, saw them standing in the doorway when he pulled it open.

For a moment, still a little dazed, “Mr. Swift, may we begin?”

Aaron then looked over, “Of course.”

His eyes flushed cold and he put one hand on Sherry’s shoulder and gave a gentle push forward, “My assistant will tell you everything that happened before and after, I’ll leave the follow-up to Einar.”

The next second, in a tone of ulterior motive, he said, “Sherry, I’ll bet with you.”

He would be afraid of her little request?

Sherry dropped her eyes and smiled softly, “Thank you in advance Mr. Swift.”

“If you can’t get this done, think about the consequences for yourself.” Aaron finished, turned around and left.

His elongated figure soon disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Einar pushed the door open on his side, “Sherry, please.”

…

And in another office, Tacy sits opposite Simons, another gold medal lawyer.

Andrew stood behind them.

Simons opened the minutes of the meeting, “Miss. Tacy, you told me on the phone that someone had been blackmailing you during this recent period, is that right? And stole your car.”

Tacy nodded at first, but then quickly shook her head.

Her heart was pounding. If she had known she would meet Sherry and Aaron here, she would never have begged the elders to let Andrew accompany her.

I wanted to talk to him first to bring them closer together.

Now, if Sherry had told her lawyer and the police about any strong evidence, it was only a matter of time before she would be dug up.

For a moment, Tacy panicked.

She was about to open her mouth when Andrew behind her said, “I’m going out for a minute while you talk.”

The apprehension that had just risen in Tacy’s eyes was gradually replaced by jealousy; what could he be doing out there? It had to be to see Sherry!

When the door closed, Tacy’s pretty nails clasped her palm.

“Simons, who would have a better chance of winning if you were in court with Einar from your law firm?”

Simons froze slightly.

“As you know Miss. Tacy, there is no competition within our law firm.”

Tacy stared, hesitating for a moment, “So if, for example, you are fighting the case in the same court …”

“Law firms will generally avoid this by, for example, refusing an engagement from a particular party.” Simons also replied sincerely, “Miss. Tacy, is there something wrong? If you want Einar to defend you, I can ask for you.”

“No need!”

Tacy immediately shook her head.

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Tacy mumbled slowly, the tips of her fingers clasping her palm in silent thought.

The Garcia Family is fully prepared, and as long as her plan goes well, even if Aaron protects Sherry, they won’t have any evidence, and even if they do, how can one Sherry compete with the Garcia Family and Stephanie Family?

It’s just a poor, dead girl from the middle of nowhere who could never win against her.

And in the other office.

Einar has mapped out what happened after looking at the evidence Sherry provided, “but right now the exhibits don’t directly identify Tacy as the mastermind.”

Insufficient evidence.

This is something that Sherry has thought about.

Without panicking, she asked rhetorically, “If I could get her to admit it herself, wouldn’t that be evidence?”

Einar lifted his eyes to look at Sherry, “Yes, but it’s Tacy you’re suing, and as long as she’s thinking straight, she won’t admit it.”

“Einar, you don’t have a girlfriend, do you?” Sherry blinked, the corners of her mouth rising slowly, “You don’t know anything about women.”

Why did Tacy target her?

Because Andrew.

Again, the reason why Tacy listened to Nola was because she thought Nola was on the same side as her.

Assume, for example, that neither of these premises exists.

If only Tacy could be made to understand that this was just a set-up that Nola was using her for, then things would be solved.

Sherry got up, “Einar, please wait for me for a moment, I’ll go and find the evidence now.”

The door pulled open and it was no surprise to see Andrew standing in the hallway.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” His gaze was full of eagerness, and as soon as he saw her, he immediately rushed up; the human eye could not be deceived.

He was genuinely worried.

And also chagrined that he wasn’t the first person to appear in front of Sherry, even still hearing the news from Aaron.

The more Andrew thought about it, the more he blamed himself.

“It’s better to go to the hospital and get it checked out.” He had just contacted the hospital.

“Andrew, thank you for your kind words, but it’s not these injuries that are most important to me right now.” Sherry tilted her head, looked at him and suddenly said, “I should write you an IOU for the debt you paid to Jason earlier.”

She took out the pen and paper she had borrowed from Einar’s office and wrote Andrew an IOU on the spot, in duplicate.

“Sign it.”

She tilted her head and handed the pen to Andrew.

He stood there, looking at her single figure and frowned slowly, “Sherry, this doesn’t have to be between us.”

“Why don’t you have to?” Sherry gave a low prod, “Just sign it, I really need this.”

When she said that, Andrew didn’t understand.

“Just now, I saw Miss. Tacy go into this office, is she still in there?” Sherry said, pointing to an office in the back.

Andrew’s brow furrowed, “It’s still there.”

But he didn’t have time to ask any more questions as Sherry rushed straight through and unlocked the door.

Tacy had been talking about something when she heard the door slammed open and was still startled.

But seeing that the visitor was Sherry, she returned to that cold, arrogant look.

Simons looked over at Sherry and sounded a little offended, “Who are you looking for?”

Sherry walked straight to Tacy and pulled the note straight out of her coat pocket and placed it on the table, “Simons, could you please step out for a moment? I have something very important to talk to Miss. Tacy about.”