Chapter 1452

Chapter 1452

It was very dark.

John’s gold-framed glasses did not reflect any light

underneath the shroud of darkness, but Sherry could see through them and meet his hostile and sharp gaze upon her.

She could feel a huff of humid air beating on her face when he breathed.

“Miss Sherry, would you mind explaining what the nature of your relationship with Master Sager is?” he asked sharply while

propping up Sherry’s chin with a finger.

Sherry pressed her arms against his chest and tried to push him away. “Why don’t you let go of me first?!”

John smirked. “Don’t even think about getting away from me if you don’t answer my question.”

Sherry scowled. “There are so many people out there.

What do you think would happen if | were to scream? Do you want to try me?”

John smiled wickedly. “Go on, I’d like to see what happens.”

Sherry glared at him and immediately after that, she took in a deep breath and cried out, “Help-”

Her scream was immediately muffled by John drawing his lips toward hers and sealing her lips with a kiss.

Sherry’s eyes widened with fright.

Did this man not hate her with a passion? Was he not the one who said that just her mere presence filled him with disgust?

What was the meaning of this?

After the astonishment passed over, she immediately reacted and tried to shove him away.

The more she tried to push him away, the more relentless his kiss became.

His hot and humid breath poured all over her cheeks.

It seemed like he would not be satisfied until he had completely devoted her.

She was even beginning to feel suffocated.

She pummeled him with his fist and slapped his back repeatedly.

John suddenly bit her.

“Ow!” Sherry winced in pain.

At last, John let her go.

Sherry immediately gasped for air. The first thing she did after that was to slap him across his face.

Not so fast!

Before her palm could reach him, he immediately grabbed her by her wrist.

He smiled devilishly and threatened her. “What's this, do you want me to kiss you again?”

Sherry snarled. “Screw you!”

John stared at her silently.

She had had enough of his games and snapped at him. Let go of me now, or else I'll tell everyone what you truly are, a perverted

and disgusting man! This is sexual assault!”

John chuckled sardonically. “Perverted? Sherry, you don’t think that you think too highly of yourself?”

Sherry glared at him. “Then how do you explain your

stinking arms wrapped around me?”

He cocked an eyebrow and proceeded to grope her by her waist.

Thump!

Sherry punched him square in his abdomen.

John seemed completely unfazed by this and did not even budge an inch. He continued pressing Sherry against the wall.

Sherry was getting frustrated by this point. “What do | need to do to get you to let go already?”

John insisted. “Tell me about your relationship with Carl.

Sherry asked with stark confusion in her voice, “What about my relationship with him? What does that have to do with you

anyway?”

John’s eyes darkened, and his voice grew hostile. “Fine, don’t answer me. Don’t even think about walking away then.”

Sherry suddenly chuckled. “Oh, Master Stockton, did you suddenly gain a new kind of admiration for me now that my social

status has improved? Do you have a thing for me now?”

John chuckled dryly.

The confident and adamant look on Sherry’s face seemed humorous to him.

“What are you laughing at?” Sherry asked angrily.

“I'm laughing at how thick-skinned you've become. It’s almost like the thickness of your skin grows along with your so-called

social status.”

Sherry gnashed her teeth and parried this insult. “If we’re talking about thick—skinned, I’m nowhere near the great Master

Stockton’s level. You're the one who was insulting me and talking about how much | repulsed you back then. Look who’s the one

forcing himself on me and refusing to let go? How pathetic.”

John narrowed the look in his eyes.

Sherry confronted his gaze. Somehow, her stout fashion only added to her alluring aura.

In every sense of the word, she was a rose filled with thorns.