Trial Of The Senses

She was skillful in transferring the money. Just a few minutes later, Ashley asked the financial manager of the bank to take out two million dollars from the fixed deposit and transfer it all to the account of Sheila.

She went back to the tempered glass and picked up the microphone. Looking at Sheila in front of her, she said, "I've already transferred the money. This is the text message of capital transfer. You can have a look."

Sheila took a look at the message on Ashley's cell phone. It said that two million dollars had been transferred to another bank account.

Staring at Sheila, Ashley was eager to get an answer from her, "One million and eight hundred thousand for fifty years. The extra two hundred thousand was given to you by me. Now, you can tell me who that man was."

After reading the message, Sheila felt relieved. The plan she had thought for a long time had been carried out successfully.

"Ashley, do you know what I have learned the most when I was in prison?" Said Sheila.

Ashley frowned and wondered what kind of trouble Sheila was making. "I'm not interested in your comprehension."

"It's freedom." Sheila ignored Ashley reaction and answered, "The things I insisted on before, including jealousy, love and hatred, and money, are all worthless. All in all, it's not as free as walking on the street, basking in the sun and blowing the wind. "

Ashley sensed something unusual from Sheila's words.

"Ashley, if I can make another choice, I will never be your enemy again. Besides, I'm sorry for what happened in the past... "

"Sheila..." Ashley began to panic.

"And I'm sorry for what happened today..." Under the gaze of Ashley, Sheila slowly hung up the microphone.

Ashley was totally in panic, "Sheila! Sheila!"

However, Sheila turned around and left without looking back.

"Stop, Sheila! Stop! " Ashley shouted herself hoarse, "Stop! You haven't told me who that man was, Sheila!"

However, Sheila had completely disappeared at the door of the meeting room and could no longer be seen.

In the evening, when Ashley came back home in a daze, the four women in the house were sitting at a table and playing mahjong happily. Holding her bag, Ashley walked upstairs step by step with the help of the handrail.

"Miss, you are back." Betty said, but Ashley continued to go upstairs with heavy steps, as if she hadn't heard anything.

"8-character." "What's wrong with you, miss? You went out happily in the morning, but why did you become like this when you come back tonight?"

Jessie looked upstairs with concern. She took a card and put it back. She withdrew her chair and stood up. "I'll go upstairs to have a look. Betty, wait

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

Aimee, the leading actress of Shengshi Group.

Linda looked at Aimee leaning against the glass in front of her right. Although Aimee didn't get close to Ashley, her eyes were fixed on Ashley. The emotions in her eyes were very complicated. Judging from Linda's good acting skills, her eyes should be filled with jealousy, frustration, envy, scrutiny, hatred... All in all, many things were very complicated.

'Wow, she is really the best actress. Rich emotions in her eyes.' Linda sighed in her heart.

When the crowd finally dispersed, Linda rushed over and held Ashley's arm like a butterfly. "Ashley, you are so popular now. It's difficult for me to say a word to you."

Ashley felt disgusting by what Linda called. She pulled her arm out of Linda's hand and walked towards the office with Jessie. Yes, she finally didn't have to stay in the public meeting room every time she came to the company. After Jessie became her agent, she was approved to have an independent office, and she now had a place to stay.

"What do you want to say?" Ashley said as she walked.

"I just want to cotton up to you." Linda got closer and followed Ashley into Jessie's office, "You're going to be the hostess of our company soon. I have to ride on your coattails."

"You don't need to do so. Don't you have Mr. Dean?" Ashley sat down on the sofa.

"If I can't rely on Mr. Dean in the future, you will still be there, won't you? Now I have to ride on your coattails." Linda adulated and sat next to Ashley. She looked like a lackey.

The unpleasant past between Ashley and Linda had long passed, and they could be considered friends now. She looked at Linda up and down and finally had a sincere smile on her lips. She joked, "Oh, really?."

Linda leaned over and hugged Ashley's leg decisively.