Chapter 1230

Chapter 1230 Sherry stared back at him coldly.

John scoffed and looked away before he walked into the employee's quarters, seemingly walking to her room.

Sherry continued to sit with the sheets by the window.

A few minutes later, the door opened, and the man’s tall figure came in.

Nevertheless, Sherry remained seated.

He walked to her and glanced outside the window. The crowd below the window immediately dispersed.

He grinned and stroked her head.

“Don't touch me!” Sherry slapped his hand away.

John clutched her chin and smirked. “What are you doing? Are you trying to get my attention?” She rolled her eyes at him.

John tightened his clutch on her. “Or do you truly believe that someone will come to save you?”

Sherry tightened her lips and refused to answer.

Narrowing his eyes, he bent over and moved his handsome face closer to her. “If neither of those reasons is true, then what are

you trying to achieve?”

Sherry remained silent.

“Let me guess.” He stroked her face. “Are you trying to get Odell‘s men to notice you?”

Sherry‘s eyes widened in shock. John smiled. “Bingo.” Desperately, she bolted up and grabbed his collar. “Where are they?

What have you done to them?” His elegant and bewitching smile remained as he explained, “Don't worry. They are Odell's men,

so | won't do anything to them. It's just that | transferred them somewhere else.”

Sherry choked on her sudden nervousness. “When did you realize?”

“The moment they set foot in the residence.” He pinched her chin. “I also heard what Mrs. Carter said to you when she gave you

the phone in the car.”

“Hmph! Given that you can listen that well, it's a shame you're not a dog!”

“Sherry, it's you who is being stupid.” John smiled. “Do you really think I'm still that idiot that you can toy around with as you

wish? If | weren't vigilant enough to notice all these, | wouldn't be able to get to where | am today.”

Sherry clenched her teeth tightly.

“Discard that sick thought of yours and stay here with me. Maybe when | feel like it, | won't keep you here anymore.”

She looked at him in defiance.

His bewitching smile remained, but there was no warmth in his eyes behind the glasses. There was only frostiness with a hint of

insult as if he was looking at a clown being stupid. Sherry choked on her grievance. She cried, “You want me to stay here

obediently? Hmph! Better luck in your next life!”

With a chuckle, he carried her up all of a sudden.

Shery started to struggle. “Let go of me, you fucking bastard!”

John ruthlessly tossed her on the bed.

The sheets were hung over the window, so only the mattress was left. He forcefully ripped the clothes off her body and

overwhelmed her with sheer strength.

Several hours of sex later, John got out of the room fully dressed, leaving Sherry alone on the bed.

She did not move at all, and since the window was open, the chilly breeze blew the warmth off her body, giving her chills.