Pacey hold his breath, and for a moment it dawned on him that he was mistaken only for a second. When the woman raised her head, he already knew he had got the wrong person.

Farida Ross slightly raised her head, showing her deliberately decorated eyebrow. She was surprised and joyful: "Pacey...It’s you."

Pacey...

Somehow, there was a little bit of ambiguity in the air, especially when the affectionate woman slowly spoke out the man's name.

Carol noticed that Pacey had hold in his steps, and then she looked at Farida's pretty face. She smiled complacently: she was right. No man in this world did not cheat.

"Farida, what's wrong with you? It was you who begged me desperately that you need money for your badly diseased father. I kept you because I pity you. But you keep making trouble. If you offend the guests again, I won't keep you anymore."

Horror and fear flashed across Farida’s face. "Carol, I’m so sorry. But, but that man...he... he placed his hand on me, and I......"

Carol was unhappy about what she said: "What kind of place do you think our club is? Who do you think you are? If you want to make money and save your father, you have to risk everything. Since you are not willing to serve the customers, don't say that I leave you alone. Leave now. Hyatt is not for you."

Farida clenched her fists and bit her lip, with tears of humiliation in her eyes. "I, I...I understand," she said.

Before she left, she suddenly raised her eyes and glanced at Pacey again, as if she had gathered up all her courage. She said: "Pacey, will you...will you help me? I haven't...haven't been touched by anyone. As long as you help me, I... I am willing to repay you with anything."

Pacey did not answer her but did not refuse her either.

Carol is good at reading people’s faces. She immediately understood what is going on here. The reason she kept Farida was her good-looking face. And She knows that as a pretty woman, Farida must be unwilling to be at the bottom all her life. She would sacrifice herself at all costs, as long as she found her prey.

Customers who came to Hyatt are all prestigious figures. Even if she couldn’t force one’s wife to leave, it was good enough to become a mistress.

Carol smiled: "Mr. Pacey, you see..."

"You know me?" Pacey looked into Farida's eyes. They looked very much alike indeed.

Farida nodded shyly, "I'm a student at Squareburg University, one year younger than you and Sherry."

Pacey lifted her jaw and gently rubbed her eyebrows, "Want to be with me?"

Farida nodded with a little shyness.

A few seconds later, Pacey let go of her hand.

Farida’s face went pale. She thought she was refused.

"I take her with me."

Even the most heavenly melody was not as beautiful as his words.

Carol’s face lit up with pleasure. She gazed at the shy Farida with a deep look in her eyes. She said with a smile: "As long as you like her, Pacey. Please take care of Farida."

Pacey threw a card for her.

Carol gladly took it. "Farida, from now on, you must serve Mr. Pacey well. I have told you that you are a lucky girl. It's so lucky for you to be chosen by Mr. Pacey."

Compared to those old and fat men who looking for sadistic pleasure, a handsome and rich young man like Pacey was of course the best customer.

“It seems like Pacey is the lucky guy. He has a pretty wife who could help him in his career. When he had a successful career, his wife willingly retired to the home and became a good housewife. Thanks to her, our Pacey was able to be a hero in the outside world to rescue the beauty!. But I wonder what would Sherry feel if she found she was cheated?” Yann Moore sneered.

Pacey slowly straightened his cuffs and pulled Farida over incidentally. His bony fingers lifted her hair. "Mr. Moore likes Sherry too, isn’t he?"

Pacey’s mouth raised a mocking smile. “...unfortunately, she is my wife, forever.”

Farida was taken away by Pacey, under the envious sights of other girls.

"Come in."

Pacey took her to one of his apartments, which was elegantly decorated and luxurious.

Farida entered and asked tentatively, "Is Sherry at home?"

Pacey, taking out a glass and a bottle of wine from the cabinet, glanced at her with a smile: "She doesn't live in such a place."

It's just an apartment. She deserves a better place.

Hearing this, Farida blushed and asked him cautiously, "That's not what I mean. I was just afraid...Sherry would be unhappy if she saw you took me home."

Pacey leaned on the sofa, swaying the wine glass with his slender fingers, sniffing the wine, and screwed up his eyes. He said: "Another woman was living here this morning, who was sent to a red light district in another country. Do you know why?"

Another woman?

Farida was stunned: "W......Why?"

Pacey sipped the wine\ with his thin lips, and the sweetness of the wine spread in his mouth "Because she disturbed Sherry's tranquility."

Suddenly, Farida felt creepy. She forced a smile.

Pacey waved his hand slightly letting her sit down: "Tell me about you."

Farida lowered her head and said: "My father had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage while working the year I graduated. Although he was cured, he spent all the family savings. My mother is in poor health and has no financial resources. All these years, my father was the only one who supported the whole family. Now, not only can he not work hard, but he also has to spend a lot of money on treatment every month. I ... I have no choice but to work in the Hyatt Club.”

She looked at the man in front of her with hope and anxiety as if he was her salvation.

Pacey didn't say anything, and Farida approached him cautiously, resting her head on his shoulder: "Pacey, help me."

Pacey raised his hand, touching her hair, and said something inexplicable. He said, "You have a pair of beautiful eyes."

She looked a lot like her.

Farida didn’t understand his words. Just then, Pacey's phone rang.

It was Sherry calling.

Pacey paused for a moment, put his finger on Farida's lips, and answered the phone.

Farida knew what that meant, and she kept quiet. She knew that she didn't have the qualification to say not.

"Sherry~~"

No matter how many years have passed, every time he called out her name, his voice was full of tenderness, which was exactly the same as when Farida witnessed their love in the college.

Farida was jealous of Sherry, but she didn’t show it.

Both of them were women, but she almost sell her body for a living, while Sherry was held in the palm of Pacey's hand.

"Pacey, are you still on your work? Tonight..."

"There's a meeting at night. I won’t go back if it's too late." Pacey said.

After hearing his words, Sherry, who was picking ingredients in the supermarket, paused for a moment. She never played a petty temper when it came to Pacey’s work. If he said he had work to do, no matter what she wanted to say, she could only reply to him: "Don't be too late. Take care of yourself...I'll bring you the dinner."

She had nothing to do at home, and she hadn't stepped into the company for a long, long time.

Pacey withdrew his fingers from Farida's lips, "There is no need to do this. I'll be distracted if you’re here."

He was very good at saying sweet words, especially to her. Otherwise, he couldn’t cajole her in those days.

After hanging up, Sherry in the supermarket looked at the food in her shopping cart and didn't want to continue shopping. She accidentally knocked over something on the shelf around the corner. When she bent down to pick it up, darkness came over her eyes.

She thought it was just hypoglycemia and didn't mind it, but as soon as she stood up, her head spins dizzily.

The thing in her hand fell and she fell to the ground.

"Are you alright?"

"Help! Somebody has passed out!"

Her mobile phone lay beside her, but they couldn't unlock it and contact her family. So people called 911 and sent Sherry who was in a coma to the hospital.

When Sherry awakened, it was completely dark outside the window.

"You finally awakened."

When she woke up, the first thing she saw was a young nurse.

"If you don't wake up, I'll ask a doctor to give you a full medical check-up." Said the nurse.

Sherry propped up and sat by the bed, massaging her temples with fingers, recalling what happened before she was unconscious: "What has been happening to me?"

"Dizziness caused by hypoglycemia, but you are in a serious condition. You have been unconscious for several hours. If possible, you'd better have a full medical check-up tomorrow to see if there are any other problems."

She suffered from hypoglycemia when she was a student. Many thin girls get this disease more or less. When they squat down and get up suddenly, they go black and can't see anything.

She knew she had the disease. When she was a child, she was malnourished. Later...she started a business with Pacey; because of this, her diet was irregular, and her hypoglycemia was even more serious.

She thanked the nurse for her kindness and went home after paying the infusion fee.

Pacey didn't come back that night.

Sherry sent him a message, telling him not to work too late and have a good rest.

However, she didn't get his reply.

The next day was their third wedding anniversary.

Sherry received a call from one of her former subordinates, "GM Sherry..."

Sherry closed the book in her hand and smiled: "Adam, I am not GM anymore."

Adam Green: "...Sorry. How've you been recent?"

"Well, I'm fine. How are things going with your work? After two years, your voice sounds much more sedate, and you are no longer so reckless as you used to be."

Adam smiled when they mentioned the past, but that's exactly why he's making this call today.

"Without the support of you, I would not be me today. Everyone misses you very much." His words are full of gratitude and...sorry.

Many older employees felt that the Group when Sherry was still there was the real Sherry-Grant Group. The Group has been changed since Sherry left. Now, Pacey decides everything on his own without listing to the employee's suggestions.

Sherry shook her head. She never took credit.

Adam paused and tried to bring the topic to Pacey: "After you resigned, Pacey took full charge of Sherry-Grant Group and engage in a lot more social activities. Some time ago, there was...... a woman. As you know...... Pacey is a young and rich man. Sherry, you should pay more attention to him."

He has made her words clear enough. If he didn't really appreciate her kindness, he wouldn't be involved in this trouble. After all, everyone knew that outsiders should keep away from other people's family affairs, otherwise they would end up in an awkward situation.

Sherry paused for a second and said, "He is not that kind of person."

He said that she is his only love in the world.

What's more, at the beginning of their start-up, there was a daughter of a real estate tycoon like Pacey. Everyone knew that this was a good opportunity, but Pacey refused her.

Sherry met that girl. She was a young, beautiful, knowledgeable, and elegant girl from a decent family.

When Pacey had nothing, he would rather work to death for the business than break up with Sherry and marry the daughter of the real estate tycoon. Now that the Group was thriving and they had achieved financial success, how could Sherry believe that Pacey cheated on her?

Her words made Adam silent for a long time. He suddenly wondered if he should not have called her in the first place.

Sherry wasn't in charge of the business anymore and enjoyed being a housewife. In her eyes, Pacey was always the young man she loved. Wasn't it cruel of him to try to debunk this illusion?

"Sherry..."

When Adam was about to talk to her again, a hand grabbed him from his back and hanged up his phone.