Mr. CEO's Young Mistress

In a blink of an eye, 15 years had passed, Sharon was now 20 years old.

"Here you go." Melanie Faure, Sharon's best friend, roughly slapped a peach-heart-shaped letter on top of her textbook.

Sharon rolled her eyes and moved the letter aside. She raised her face to look at Melanie and snorted. "Go ahead. What did you get from him this time?"

Erm...

Melanie smiled and said, "Well, nothing much. It's just a month of breakfast. Haha..."

The corner of Sharon's mouth twitched. "You, a daughter of the Faure family, bought over with just a month's worth of breakfast? Couldn't you at least have asked for more?"

Melanie shrugged. "How many ladies from wealthy families do you see working part-time jobs to earn their living expenses?"

Sharon frowned, her tone softening. "You didn't receive any living expenses again for this month?"

"Let's not talk about this. The school's Autumn field trip will be starting next week. You've missed the trips for the last two years. It's already our last year at university. You won't sit this one out again, will you?" Melanie asked. She was resting her chin on Sharon's arm, trying to read her expression.

Sharon stared at Melanie for a while and suddenly sighed. "I don't call the shots around here. I'll have to ask for permission."

"You poor thing." Melanie caressed Sharon's head and looked at her sympathetically.

"Stop it." Sharon swatted her hand away.

At the Coral Pavilion.

Sharon got out of the car with her schoolbag flung over her shoulder. Her head was low as she walked towards the villa, pondering something.

Crash!

"Ouch!"

Sharon's head suddenly knocked into a hard surface, and she held her head in pain.

"Hey, Sharon! You all right?"

Although it was supposed to sound apologetic, she could still hear the laughter in his voice.

Sharon raised her head and glared at him angrily. She clenched her teeth. "Just go away!"

With that, Sharon pulled a long face and walked into the villa.

"Sharon, I was only joking. Don't be angry, okay?"

Paul Nelson stood his ground and grinned as he called out towards Sharon, who had her back towards him.

Suddenly, Sharon stopped in her tracks.

Paul just looked at Sharon curiously.

Sharon slowly turned around, a bright smile blooming on her face.

Paul's eye twitched, and he had a bad feeling.

"Paul, you haven't heard, have you? Master Leonard will be coming home tonight."

Sharon grinned from ear to ear as she watched Paul's expression change before continuing. "When Master Leonard comes back, I'll tell him how "well" you've taken care of me during the days that he's been gone, and I'll make sure you get rewarded accordingly.

Paul's heart sank at her words.

Everyone in Montreal knew that Sharon was the most precious person to Leonard Lefebvre. Who would dare touch her?

If he were to find out that she had been bullied, whoever did it had better be prepared to lose a limb or two.

Just thinking about it made Paul tremble.

He immediately fixed a bright smile and started giving her shoulder a massage. "Sharon, I've always been nice to you, right?"

Sharon nodded seriously and pointed at her red forehead. "Indeed, you've been "really nice" to me."

With a cynical smile, she pushed Paul's hand off her shoulder before turning around to walk back into the villa.

Perhaps after being brought up by him, her personality was almost identical to him. They both tend to seek vengeance to pay back for any kind of wrongdoing. Looking at her walking away, Paul felt the urge to cry.

It was nearly 11 o'clock at night.

Kelley White emerged from the kitchen only to find Sharon still sitting on the sofa. She was hugging her knees and staring eagerly at the door. Kelley sighed internally and went towards her.

"Kelley, you can go to bed." Sharon briefly looked at Kelley before returning her gaze towards the door.

"It's already very late. Sir may not be coming home tonight, Miss. You have school tomorrow, so why don't you go to bed now?" Kelley asked.

Sharon shook her head gently. "Master Leonard won't go back on his word. He promised that he would come home tonight. Don't worry about me, Kelley. Just go to bed. I'll be fine."

"Sir's heart will surely ache to know that she waited up the whole night for him," Kelley whispered.

Sharon may not have heard it as she was silent and did not respond.

Kelley spared her another glance before giving up. She could only shake her head and walk to her room.

At three in the morning, the sound of a car engine could be heard entering the villa.

After a while, the sound of leather shoes approached the door.

Kelley heard the noise and briskly put on a coat. She came out of her room just in time to see a well-built man walking in.

Kelley quickly went over to him to take his black jacket and hang it on the foyer rack.☐☐☐☐☐