Chapter 430
The Heiress Strikes Back
430 A Lesson
âHmph, Wallace, arenât you just so nervous because youâre worried that Iâll work with Sullivan? Let me tell you, donât delay my work. Iâm talking about work with Sharon, can you stop getting in the way?â
Patrickâs tone was rather rude because he didnât take Wallace seriously at all. He felt that this kid had always relied on the Harris family to achieve what he had today.
Besides, everyone in New York knew that Wallace didnât like Sharon, so even if Sharon became his woman, Wallace probably wouldnât think much of it.
Wallace frowned, his eyes cold. This bastard kept addressing Sharon as if they were very close.
Seeing that neither of them spoke, Patrick said with disdain, âWallace, itâs not that I want to criticize you, but you canât even protect yourself now. Can you stop delaying Sharon from earning money for your family? How can you help Sharon? Do you have the money to compete with me for Sullivanâs new project? Can you help your fatherâs company find a new partner?â
Seeing the man in front of her looking so smug, Sharonâs expression was very upset.
âIf not, I advise you to get lost obediently.â
Sharon felt even more uncomfortable when she heard this. She said directly, âMr. Sharp, youâre wrong. My husband is very capable! After all, Sullivan canât just work with someone on the streets. Also, please call me Mrs. Harris! Weâre not familiar enough for you to call my name.â
âHeâs capable? Hahahaha, using the Harris familyâs name to ask for a collaboration?â Patrick couldnât help but laugh and say, âSharon, if it werenât for you, I would have agreed to Sullivanâs request for a collaboration long ago. I wouldnât be like Wallace, going to beg them to give him a chance!â
After Patrick said this, Wallace exuded a cold aura.
Sharon turned and glanced at Wallace, and Wallace then said slowly, âPatrick, I have something to say to you too.â
âWhat would you have to say to me?â Patrickâs face was dark. He thought that a person who relied on his family would not dare to do anything to him.
âI just want to tell you that you can be a coward or an idiot, but you canât be without class. If you donât have a good character, then you canât be considered a human. Although youâre already a beast, I still hope that youâre a beast with class. Otherwise, not to mention that Sullivanâs people are unwilling to cooperate with you, Sharon and I canât be bothered with you.â
Sharon clapped for Wallace and then looked at the time. It was eight oâclock and the crowd was surging. Sharon picked up the salal cream soup that had been served for a while and poured it on Patrickâs head expressionlessly.
Before Patrick could react, Sharon shouted, âAh-Mr. Sharp, how could you do this? We came to discuss a collaboration with you out of goodwill, but you did such a thing now. If my husband hadnât reacted quickly, I would really be hurt now.â
Wallace looked at Sharon. It felt like his wife was only one show away from winning the acting award.
Her shout attracted the attention of many people. Patrick was a little confused, but he also felt unfriendly gazes from his surroundings.
âF*ck, the two of you are setting me up. Good! Good! In that case, Iâm not afraid of falling out with you. Wallace, unless you personally send your wife to my bed, I definitely wonât give up the collaboration with Sullivan to you. When the time comes, you can just wait to starve to death with the company!â
Patrick shouted, âMy wife is a famous doctor. My wife cured Sullivanâs project managerâs illness. Sullivan still needs my help! Damn it, Iâm really in trouble thanks to the two of you!â
âOh?â Tommyâs voice suddenly came from downstairs. âI didnât expect anyone in New York to dare to look down on our Sullivan Group.â
Upon hearing a familiar voice, Wallace quickly turned around. He didnât expect Tommy and Lydia to have already walked up.
âMr. Harris, I was just about to inform you to come and sign the contract for the new project tomorrow. Leave the matters here to them. Weâll go and sign the contract first.â Lydia left with Wallace without giving him a chance to refuse.
Sharon only glanced at him before quickly walking to Patrickâs side. Then, she tapped him a few times and inserted a silver needle into his body.
âAh!â Patrick suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. Then, his legs seemed to have lost all feeling. âIt hurts... Oh, what did you do just now?â
âSince your wife is so powerful, let her see if she can save you in an hour and a half.â