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Ex-Husband Wants Badly to Resume Their Marriage

Chapter 461: All to Your Liking
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Sharon was busy nowadays.She was occupied with not only work in the studio but also the task Jameson found her--discussing
every day with the interior designer about the details of the redecoration.
It was only an excuse she had thought of, but Jameson accepted it.
She had originally planned to remodel the bedroom, yet, to her surprise, he wanted to change the whole Star Lake Mansion.
Not just the inside, but the garden as well.
Every little detail will be examined and fixed carefully according to her liking.
It was a big project for Sharon.
The designer waited outside every morning before the studio opened.
He would stay there for the whole day, carrying his tablet to her whenever he found her free.
Only when Jameson came to pick her up in the evening would he let go of her.
She suspected that Jameson did it intentionally.
No, she was sure of it.
Tiffany followed as Sharon hid inside her office for the hundredth time.
"Sharon, I wanted to ask you this before.Why do you want to remodel the house?"
Sharon laughed bitterly, "Don't mention it! I can't believe I did this to myself!"
Tiffany sat opposite her, "But it looks like that asshole takes this to his heart.He's doing everything according to your will."
"What are you talking about? This is torture!"
It was to preoccupy her so that she couldn't do anything about the other matter.
Tiffany sighed, "I want to be tortured like this! Spending his money freely.How good is that!"
Sharon laughed upon hearing this, "Has Daniel come looking for you recently?"

"Nope.Why would he look for me?"
Tiffany bent over the desk and went on, "He would ask me to buy him dinner.So he'd better not come.Save me the money!"
Sharon went silent and said no more.Asher Lawson had stopped coming as well.The studio was quiet and peaceful.It would be
better if the designer could stop coming, too.
"Let's go out for dinner tonight.Tell your Mr.Proctor not to pick you up."

It was the monthly dinner party for the studio.
Sharon nodded, "Alright."
She had long wanted to get away from him for a while.
In the afternoon, when Sharon was making coffee, the designer came to her again, "Miss Allyson, about the place we discussed
earlier, I have a new idea....."
"Okay, let's use that!"
"I'm sorry, Miss.Mr.Proctor asked me to make sure that everything has to be managed according to your liking." Sharon frowned.
"Fine."
The designer hurriedly summarized the plan they had discussed in the morning and added in the new elements.
Sharon had been daydreaming the whole time, and she nodded with approval when he had finished.
"I think it's great! Let's do it."
The designer felt a great relief.
"So Miss Allyson, the other....."
"Oh, by the way, we have a gathering dinner tonight, as you can see.We're girls so I won't bother to invite you.You can get off
early today."
"But.....".

"I'll call Jameson later" Sharon said.
"I'm not going anywhere besides the studio today, so you don't have to keep watch on me."
The designer felt sweat on his forehead as he was listening.
He laughed casually, "Oh, Miss Allyson, don't make fun of me! How would I dare to monitor what you do? Since Miss Allyson has
other business to attend to, I won't disturb you, and I'll come back tomorrow."
He left with his tablet in a hurry.
Upon leaving the studio, he called Jameson Proctor immediately, telling him the whole situation.
"Alright, '' replied Jameson coolly.Jameson cut the call and got another call from Sharon right after.
"You busy?"
"No, why?"
"I'll have dinner with the girls, so you don't need to come tonight."
"Oh.I need to work overtime as well.Send me a text when you finish."

"....” She felt defeated.
"Alright, alright!"
'’Can't he give me any personal space?'’ thought Sharon.
Jameson smiled a little when he heard the busy tone from the other side.Someone knocked on his door at this moment.
"Come in" he said as he put the phone away.
Jacob pushed the door open.
"Mr.Proctor, we got news of Natalia Beale."
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"Around the Berry Family.I've already sent men there"
Jameson frowned slightly, "The Berry's."
"Yeah.And I also got the information that Mr.Berry has not been returning to the place for a long time.Sofia Berry, on the other
hand, has gone abroad after putting the house for sale at a meager price.She really wants to sell it, apparently"
Jameson sneered as he sat in front of the desk, "Natalia Beale has always been proud and thought herself intelligent.But in the
end, she fell into Sofia Berry's hands."
"Mr.Proctor, you're saying that Sofia sold her out?"
"Who else?"
Jameson started tapping on the desk with his slender fingers, "These two seem to have no connection, and the Berry Family
only got into trouble recently.So no one will think of investigating the Berry Family."
"But why does she want to sell the house after she has allowed Natalia to stay?"
"It was just a lie.Sofia Berry is no generous woman.Natalia never looked at her with a straight eye before, so she was waiting to
laugh at her embarrassment the whole time.She had no intention to really help her."
"D*mn.Women are scary" Jacob sighed.
Jameson raised his eyebrows slightly, remembering the woman that was giving him a lot of troubles recently.
He unusually agreed with him, "Yeah.Indeed."
After a while, Jameson asked, "How about Talon Beale? Any news?"
"Nothing.But I heard that Patrick Matthias left this morning."
"Where did he go?"
"It's not clear.He came back at noon to find something, but it went in vain."
Jameson slowly replied, "Looks like he was fooled by Josh Allyson.Is there any lead on the grave of Sharon's mother?"
Jacob shook his head.

"Miss Allyson said that her mother died when she was giving birth to Ruben, so I checked all the information during that period
and found only the death certificate."