Substitute Her to Love You (Charlotte and Patrick)

Chapter 323

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"Get out!" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

I was about to open my mouth, but Dulcie directly pulled me, wanting to get me out of the room.

Sheridan said, "My dad wants to have a talk with his children. You are just an outsider, what's your point of staying here?"

As they spoke, they were trying to pull me out of the room.

However, Shelton grabbed my arm tightly. He glanced at Dulcie and Sheridan, and said, "Sorry, I don't trust you and don't want my fiancee to stay with you alone."

"What are you talking about, Shelton?" Sheridan was unhappy about Shelton's words. "We won't do anything to her."

"He is right. She should not be here when you are talking."

Dulcie stood with Sheridan.

In order not to embarrass Shelton and Ned, I put my hand on Shelton's hand and said with a smile, "I'll wait for you outside till you finish talking. It's okay."

As I spoke, I glanced at Patrick.

Patrick looked at me coldly without saying anything, but I seemed to understand his unspoken words from his eyes.

I quickly looked aside.

Hearing my words, Shelton took back his hand and then held my face with both hands to kiss on my forehead. Then he said in a very gentle tone, "I'll be out in a minute, wait for me."

"All right."

I nodded.

Then, I followed Sheridan and Dulcie out.

After we left the room, Dulcie raised her hand and slapped me directly in the face. "B*tch, you are so attractive, aren't you? You first seduced Patrick, and then Shelton? You are so greedy!"

Dulcie seemed to have a strong desire for slapping me!

The slap was so hard that I felt my ears buzzing.

Before I opened my mouth, Dulcie was about to slap me again. I could sense her force, so I raised my hand, trying to stop her.

Fortunately, Dulcie was not very strong, so I was just able to stop her.

I looked up at Dulcie and said calmly, "Sorry, but I never seduce anyone."

"Never? Bah! If not, why is this happening?" Dulcie didn't believe me.

In fact, Dulcie had always envied me. Because no one had pursued her for a long time, she felt very angry when seeing others pursued me.

She wanted to take this opportunity to vent her anger.

I blocked her hand and said, "I don't know."

In fact, I knew the reason, but I couldn't say it.

No one would believe such an absurd reason.

Although Sheridan was angry with me, he did not expect Dulcie to slap me. Seeing our confrontation, he quickly came up and said, "Janetta, how much money do you want? I'll give it to you if you leave the Cowell Family alone.

"Okay." I looked at Sheridan. "I am happy to leave without money, as long as you can find a place that both of them cannot find."

I was going to talk about Glenn.

But I realized that Glenn might be harmed if I mentioned him now.

As soon as I said this, Sheridan and Dulcie shut their mouths.

A place that Shelton and Patrick couldn't find?

It's very difficult.

Sheridan's face was full of irritability. "Tell me what happened to you and my son. How could my son divorce Clark for you! His divorce will definitely f*ck up the share price of the Towering High."

"B*tch!" Dulcie put down her hand.

But she was still glaring at me.

I couldn't tell them about Patrick and me.

I looked at Sheridan and said indifferently, "I don't know. You can ask your son about this. I am Shelton's fiancee and have no contact with your son."

I wished that Patrick could calm down.

I didn't want him to be hotheaded, for the sake of the thousands of employees of Towering High.

"No contact?" Dulcie sneered. "I've heard this kind of lie many times. When I went to my ex- husband's company to catch her mistresses, they all said that they just worked with my ex-husband! But it turned out that all of them work with him on bed!"

Dulcie seemed to hate mistresses very much.

She now identified me as a mistress. From her eyes and tone, I felt that she wanted to skin me alive.

"Ask him yourself if you don't believe me," I replied calmly.

It seemed that Sheridan had believed me. He sighed deeply. "How about this, Miss Nolan. When they come out, no matter what the result is, please help me to persuade my son to marry Clark again."

"I will."

I nodded.

I would tell Patrick that it's impossible to prevent my marriage.

As soon as we finished talking, the door of the box opened. Shelton came out first. He looked at me and said with a gentle smile, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Then, he took my hand and walked forward.

Patrick, who was behind him, also came out.

He was following us.

"What's going on?" Sheridan caught up.

Shelton stopped and turned to look at Sheridan, "Patrick and I are going to solve this problem on our own. You can go home and wait for us."

"What do you mean?" I looked at Patrick and Shelton.

At this time, the expressions on their faces were particularly solemn.

It was as if they had an important thing to handle!

At this time, Ned also came out of the box and looked at them helplessly and silently.

Dulcie asked Ned, "Dad, what did they say?"

Ned took a deep sigh. "They are adults now and I can't make the decision for them. Let them solve it by themselves."

"Solve it by yourself?" Sheridan was angry. "What do they mean? Are they going to fight for a woman?!"

Dulcie sneered, "To me, Janetta is not a great beauty. How does she get you two into a fight?"

Sheridan came over and stopped Patrick. "They are about to get engaged. It has nothing to do with you. You must apologize to Clark and marry her as soon as possible!"

"Impossible." Patrick stared coldly at Sheridan.

At this time, Shelton left here along with me.

I heard the dispute between Sheridan and Patrick.

Because Shelton walked very fast, I couldn't hear what they were quarreling about. I asked Shelton, "What did you talk about in that box? Where are we going now? Do you really want to fight for me? Why are you so childish?"

I was confused. Did they really decide to have a fight for the ownership of me?

Shelton didn't answer me. I became angry. "Wait! I'm not an object. I don't belong to anyone! No matter who loses, no one can make a decision for me!"

I'd rather choose neither of them!

Shelton still did not speak. He took me with great strength to the elevator.

When we walked into the elevator, I saw that Patrick seemingly had persuaded Sheridan and was walking toward us.

However, the door of elevator had been closed.

Shelton took me to the garage and let me get in the co- pilot's seat of his car, which made me confused.

Shelton started the car, and then leaned over to kiss me on the forehead. He asked me, "If I die, will you be happy?”