Mr. CEO's Young Mistress

Chapter 53: Master Leonard, My Feet Are Aching

Simon froze in surprise and was about to chase after them when Oliver stood in front of him and

blocked his path.

"Mr. Guerin, if I were you, I would find a quiet place and wait there," advised Oliver with a small smile.

...

Simon, stupefied once more, looked blankly at Oliver.

Oliver gave him a small nod before glancing at Melanie and leaving with Daniel.

Puvis, who had was forgotten, watched the scene unfold silently.

......

"Master Leonard..."

Sharon stumbled after Leonard frantically on pins and needles.

...

Leonard, being almost 1.9 meters tall, had long limbs. One stride of his was equivalent to two or three

of Sharon's.

Right now, it was plain to see that he did not want her to follow him, so his strides were bigger than

usual.

Sharon trotted after him on her high heels, but the distance between them only became further.

Sharon was feeling extremely anxious right now.

When she came up with her plan, she had not considered this outcome.

She had only been hoping that they could go back to how they were before.

However, his reaction right now was causing her to panic.

Her gut was telling her she had made a terrible mistake!

...

...

This only made her even more perturbed and put her in more distress.

"M-Master Leonard..." Sharon stammered through gritted teeth.

She lifted the hem of her dress and ran after him. She grabbed his arm with one hand nervously,

worried that he would shake her off. Wide-eyed, she whispered, "Master Leonard..."

Leonard did not turn to look at her, but he did not shake her grip off either.

He continued to trudge forward, not slowing down the slightest.

After a while, Sharon's feet began to ache, her legs trembling from the strain.

She bit her lip as her face tightened, looking sorry. She peeked at Leonard and moaned. "Master

Leonard, m-my feet are aching."

Sharon's voice was hoarse, and she looked as pitiful as an abandoned kitten.

However, Leonard merely gave her the cold shoulder and kept on walking.

Sharon pouted and begged softly. "Master Leonard, please slow down! My feet are about to break."

...

Abruptly, Leonard sneered and stopped in his tracks.

...

Stopping just in time, Sharon's upper body tilted forward from the momentum.

If she hadn't been holding onto his arm, she might have fallen to the floor and embarrassed herself.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and she gasped. After she stabilised herself, she stood in

front of Leonard, pouting, as if she was being held against her will.

"Explain yourself!" Leonard ordered coldly.

Sharon jerked and shut her mouth tightly, not saying a word.

Leonard's eyes darkened. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

Still, Sharon kept silent.

Leonard nodded, forcefully removing her hand from his arm.

Sharon gasped. Alarmed, she quickly grabbed his arm with both hands this time. Her eyes teared up

as she looked at him, panic-stricken.

Leonard's chest tightened, but he became for furious as well. Lowering his head, he glared at Sharon.

"Sharon Andre, is Simon Guerin your boyfriend?"

Sharon hurriedly shook her head before nodding. Her tears were about to fall and her face was white

with fear.

"Is it a yes or a no? Speak!" Leonard bellowed. His eyes were like knives as he glared holes into her.

However, Sharon still kept her lips tightly shut.

She did not dare to say yes, but she couldn't say no either. So, right now, all she could do was remain

silent.

...

When Leonard saw her keeping quiet, he assumed she admitted to Simon being her boyfriend.

Leonard clenched his jaw tight, his eyes glinting murderously.

In fact, Sharon could feel his arm under her hands stiffening, his muscles tensing and bulging.

Sharon's heart was pounding, and her parted lips were white. Tears started rolling down her face as

she trembled in fear.

"Leonard."

Oliver and Daniel came over at the right moment.

Oliver pulled Sharon aside and narrowed his eyes at Leonard, gently reminding him. "This is a banquet

hall. Let's talk about this when we get back."

"That's right." Daniel nodded in agreement. "Today's Sharon's birthday. Even if you're angry, at least

wait until tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Sharon wondered.

Something flashed in Leonard's eyes and he looked at Sharon, who was hiding behind Oliver with a

pale face, looking at a loss. Saying nothing else, he walked ahead with a chilly aura.

Oliver looked at Leonard's back worriedly and exchanged glances with Daniel.

Daniel narrowed his eyes and patted Sharon's shoulders comfortingly. Then he headed in the direction

Leonard had just left.

"Oliver," Sharon called in a hoarse voice. Her fists clenched as she looked at Leonard's retreating

figure.

Oliver looked down at her and sighed. "I advise you to apologize to him after the banquet."

"Apologize?" Sharon raised her head and stared at him with tear-filled eyes. Her voice was raspy when

she asked, "Oliver, do you think that what I did was wrong?"

Oliver frowned slightly. After a pause, he looked at Sharon and answered. "Sharon, you must

remember. To him, you're the most important person in the entire world."

If it were in the past, Sharon would have only thought that Oliver meant Leonard cared for her as a

family.

...

But now Sharon had a hunch that he was actually trying to express something else.

Sharon lowered her head sorrowfully, feeling utterly powerless.

...

"How am I supposed to accept his kindness?" Sharon asked herself silently, troubled.

......

Until the banquet ended, Oliver never left Sharon's side a single time.

There were two reasons. The first was he enjoyed someone constantly peeking at him. Second, he

was making sure that the boy from the Guerin family did not approach Sharon again.

When the banquet ended, guests continued to leave one after another and the only people left were

the Lefebvre family and Fernsby family, Rosamond's family.

Simon and Melanie, worried about Sharon, were reluctant to leave.

Sharon turned to look at Simon, then looked at Melanie. Sniffling, she turned to Oliver and asked, "Can

I talk to my friends for a moment?"

Oliver nodded. "All right. I'll go with you."

Sharon eyeballed Oliver resentfully.

...

Oliver grinned. "What? Is there something I can't hear?"

"Of course not." Sharon pouted and mumbled after a pause.

"It's fine, then. Let's go." Oliver responded, taking the lead.

Sharon sighed and followed him.

When Simon and Melanie saw Sharon approaching with Oliver, they immediately straightened their

backs and peered at Sharon.

Sharon pressed her lips together and stood in front of them. "I'm so sorry I couldn't take care of you

tonight."

"We're not kids. Why do you need to take care of us?" Melanie comforted her gently.

Sharon forced a small smile. "By the way, I saw your dad. Did he already leave?"

Melanie frowned at the mention of Liam Faure and hummed. "Mm-hmm."

"He didn't ask you to go back with them?" Sharon demanded, irritated. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"I was the one who asked them to leave first." Melanie replied.

Sharon stared at her for a while before twisting her head to look at Oliver. "Oliver, could you send my

friend home? She lives in Washington Road, and I think it's the same direction as you."

Oliver narrowed his eyes at Melanie and was about to answer when Melanie interjected. "It's fine,

Sharon. I'll take the bus."

...

"It's almost half past ten now. How would you find a bus at this hour?" Sharon stared at her.

"I- I can take a taxi." Melanie retorted.

"But—"

"You're going to take a taxi wearing that?" Oliver asked with a raised eyebrow, looking at her gown

meaningfully.

Melanie shivered and instinctively hugged herself. She couldn't help but feel that the way he always

looked at her resembled a... pervert. Oliver's eyes said, "Surprise! This is what a thirty-one-year-old

man looks like!"

Sharon stilled before nodding in agreement. "He's right. It's not safe for you to take a taxi dressed like

that. Besides, you won't be a bother since Oliver's going in the same direction as you. You don't have

to feel shy."

Melanie hesitated, wanting to refuse.

It wasn't because she was shy, but because she did not like being alone with strangers.

"I also have to pass by Washington on my way back, so why don't I give you a lift?" Simon offered after

being silent the entire time.

...

The moment the words left his lips, he felt a chilly stare.

Simon paused, shocked, and looked at Oliver.

However, Oliver was not looking at him.

With a frown, Simon thought, "It must have been my imagination. He's not even looking at me!"

Silently, Melanie compared her options. She decided she would be more comfortable with Simon, not

to mention it was safer!

Thus, she turned to Simon and chirped. "I'll thank you in advance, then."

"It's nothing." Simon shook his head and smiled.

Oliver's expression remained the same, but his eyes on Melanie darkened.

Sharon pursed her lips and looked at Simon with complicated emotions. "Thank you."

Simon shook his head again. He looked at Sharon worriedly. "A-Are you all right?"

Sharon stilled, surprised, and nodded. "I'm fine. It's getting late, so be careful."

She turned to Melanie. "Call me when you get home."

Melanie made an OK gesture to her.

"Well then, we'll be on our way?" Simon asked Sharon reluctantly, still worried.

Sharon pursed her lips. "Sure."

Sharon watched as they left the banquet hall before clenching her hands and turning around.

Unexpectedly, she met someone's dark eyes.

...

Sharon's heart immediately started beating faster.