CHAPTER 221: THE JERK ALWAYS HAS A SHARP TONE
When Sharon arrived downstairs, almost all the employees of Stella Technologies were there.
Only except Trey.
After a few minutes, he didn't show up.
The employees were also looking around and gabbling.
Just as the assistant was about to go upstairs to look for Trey, he walked out of the hotel and smiled,
"Sorry to have kept you waiting.
Let's go.’ It was only a dozen minutes’ walk from the restaurant, so they would go there on foot.
After employees left one after another, Trey walked to Sharon's side and said, "Sharon, let's go."
Just as Sharon was about to nod, she saw Trey's mouth bleed.
She was surprised.
"What's wrong with you?"
Trey turned his head and wanted to wipe it off with his hand.
"It's fine, I hurt it by accident."
Sharon grabbed his hand and said, "Don't move.’
Then, she took out a piece of alcohol pad from her bag and handed it to him, "Don't touch it with your
hands.Disinfect it first."
Trey didn't take it over.
"I can't see it.Sharon, can you help me?"
Sharon hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
She gently wiped his injury with the alcohol pad, with her eyes fixed on it.
Not far away, Jameson stood at the entrance of the hotel.
When he looked at them, his expression suddenly turned cold with angry.
Jacob was standing behind him, then he took a step back to keep a distance.
When Sharon was wiping Trey's injury, she suddenly looked into his eyes.
Her movements froze and she slowly withdrew her hand, "It ...It's done."
Trey smiled.
"Thank you."
Sharon was a little uneasy, so she rubbed her neck as looked away.
Trey said, "They should be arriving soon.Let's follow them.’
"OK."
On the way to the restaurant, Sharon was haunted by an indescribable kind of embarrassment.
Trey didn't talk about anything else on the way.
Sharon and Trey were the last to arrive at the restaurant, and the others had already sat down.
She sat next to Trey at the table of the Stella Technologies executives.
These executives, looking quite young, seemed to be in their twenties or thirties.
They got along well with Trey.
As soon as they sat down, someone teased them, "If I knew we could bring girlfriend earlier, I would
have brought my girlfriend here too.So I wouldn't have to suffer when Mr.Coe shows affection in
public."
"Yes, Mr.Coe, you brought your girlfriend but didn't inform us in advance.It's very unkind."
Trey smiled and said, "Stop complaining.I said before that you can take someone with you."
"Mr.Coe, introduce your girlfriend.Otherwise, she will feel embarrassed."
Trey said, "Cut it out, she is not my girlfriend yet."
Sharon nodded with a smile and introduced herself, "Hello, I'm Sharon Allyson."
Seeing this, the people on the table all looked at each other.
It seemed that Trey didn't succeed in chasing her.
After all, they were all elites in the workplace, so they were very sensible to stop teasing.
After greeting, they moved on to other topics.
After a while, someone asked, "Ms.Allyson, you look familiar.Have we met before?"
Another person teased, "Come on, don't you find all beauties familiar?"
"No, I really feel I've seen her somewhere before..."
Trey explained, "Sharon used to be a designer of Lumiere Jewelry.She participated in the brand press
conference, so it makes sense that you have seen her."
The person aside said, "No wonder.I didn't Say it just now.Actually, I also think Ms.Allyson looks
familiar."
They laughed for a while, then the topic was over.
However, the executive who first said that Sharon looked familiar still frowned.
He thought that he had seen her much earlier.
After lunch, it was free time.
Some went to the hot spring, and some went to play golf.
The others went to the archery range.
The Paradise Resort was big and had all kinds of activities.
Therefore, it was the first choice for companies like Stella Technologies, which had many young
employees.
Sharon couldn't predict the probability of meeting Jameson here.
She could only admit that he was indeed powerful as there were the Proctor Group's properties
everywhere.
Sharon and Trey walked around while chatting.
When they arrived at the golf course, a girl ran over and said, "Mr.Coe, I'm so lucky to meet you.I don't
know how to play golf.Can you teach me?"
Trey was surprised for a moment.
"I..."
The girl looked at Sharon and blinked her eyes with innocence.
"You don't mind that, right? I just want Mr.Coe to teach me golf.I'll return him to you in a moment."
Sharon smiled and did not say anything.
How could Sharon not recognize that the girl did it on purpose? However, she was not Trey's girlfriend,
so she had no position to refuse.
The girl said, "Mr.Coe, please.They are all watching over there."
Trey didn't know how to refuse her, so he sighed.
"Alright."
"Great, thank you, Mr.Coe."
As she spoke, she looked at Sharon and said, "Thank you too."
Sharon's smile became even more perfunctory.
This girl was really pretentious.
Trey said to Sharon, "Sharon, let's go over there."
Sharon nodded slightly, "Alright."
The girl pulled Trey and skipped in front.
Sharon followed slowly.
Looking at their back, Sharon suddenly thought of something.
If it were Jameson, his answer would be either "whether you can play golf or not has nothing to do with
me" or "how did you get the job if you couldn't learn such a simple thing?"
The jerk always had a sharp tone.
Thinking of this, Sharon chuckled.
But after laughing, she became expressionless again.
She must be crazy.
What was she thinking about? Sharon patted her face, trying to wake herself up.
Although the jerk didn't come to disturb her during this period of time, she couldn't get him out of her Têxt belongs to .
mind.
On the other side, after the girl brought Trey over, she proudly raised her chin at the colleagues waiting
there.
Then, she looked back at Trey and said in a sweet voice, "Mr.Coe, they said I should hold the club like
this.Is this right?"
Trey stood behind her with a certain distance and helped her adjust movements.
"No, it should be like this."
"Like this?"
The girl did it wrong for several times on purpose.Trey took a deep breath and pulled her wrist gently.
"Here."