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That man didn’t spell out the truth, just curled his lips in a faint smirk and quietly watched the drama unfold.
Helen, who had followed close behind, tugged at his sleeve and whispered into his car, “You’ve got the wrong guy. It’s not him–it’s the man next to him.”
She couldn’t help but question Linden’s eyesight. She had clearly pointed at Blake. How could he mistake someone else for him?
That wasn’t just a little off–it was way off.
Linden’s expression grew awkward.
It took him a moment before he finally turned to look at the man standing beside him.
And the moment he saw the man’s face, all the anger drained from his features. Panic flickered in his eyes,
“M–Mr. Sherwood? It’s you.”
Just moments ago, all his attention had been on the wrong man. He hadn’t even noticed the distinguished gentleman beside him–none other than the president of Sherwood Group.
His voice trembled slightly, barely above a whisper, so much so that Helen couldn’t even catch what he called the man. She assumed he had said his name.
Before Blake could say a word, Helen puffed her cheeks and snapped, “Why are you being so polite to him? He’s been following me around the past few days. He even follows me here! Just now, he tried to harass me. You heard it, didn’t you?”
The wrongly accused man, who had been mistaken for Blake earlier, let out a sarcastic laugh. “If he were actually interested in harassing you, you should consider yourself lucky. But do you honestly think you’re even in his league?”
He had been unfairly scolded by Linden moments ago, so throwing in a jab felt like sweet revenge.
Helen’s face burned with anger and embarrassment. That was a blatant insult.
“You jerks are all the same–absolutely terrible!” She shot back, her voice sharp with fury.
“Shut up!” Linden barked, his tone unusually harsh. “Apologize now!”
Crude as the other man’s words had been, he wasn’t wrong. That was Mr. Sherwood–surrounded by stunning women all the time, never even glancing at them. The idea that he’d be interested in Helen? Ridiculous.
Sure, Helen was decent–looking, but next to the women in Blake’s world? She didn’t come close.
Helen had to be lying.
This idiot had picked the worst possible person to accuse. She could have been slinging accusations at all people, but Mr. Sherwood?
If she hadn’t been pregnant with his child, he wouldn’t even bother with her anymore.
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Helen had never been spoken to like that by Linden before. Tears welled up in her eyes as she stared at him devastated. “He was the one who harassed me–why should I be the one to apologize?”
She had hoped Linden would stand up for her and teach that doctor a lesson. Instead, he turned on her and defended a stranger.
What on earth was wrong with him?
Blake, standing calmly, finally spoke. His voice was cool and edged with mockery. “I was harassing you? Really? Then tell me why would I do that?”
“You need a reason?” Helen scoffed. “What other reason do you need? You probably just thought I was hot and wanted to-”
Smack. A sharp slap cut her off mid–sentence.
She stared at Linden in disbelief, holding her cheek. Tears spilled down her face. “Y–you hit me?”
Linden clenched his jaw. “You brought it on yourself. I’m doing this for your own good–maybe this will remind you not to overstep again.”
The man who had been wrongly accused added with a smirk, “That’s more like it, Mr. Grayson. A woman who doesn’t know her place needs a little discipline–otherwise, she might end up costing your family a fortune.”
Linden gave an awkward chuckle.
As harsh as it sounded, the man had a point. Their families had several business dealings together.
If Helen’s reckless behavior caused Sherwood Group to pull out, Grayson Group would suffer massive losses -and it wouldn’t just be about money. It could ruin their future prospects, too.
Seeing someone like Linden bow his head was rare, so the man took another jab. “Your wife’s something else, though. Doesn’t she even know who President Sherwood is? To think she accused him of wanting to sleep with her … Please! If you ask me, she’s the one who’s desperate to sleep with him. Hahahaha!”
Linden’s face turned green. But with Blake standing right there, he couldn’t say a word in defense.
Helen, meanwhile, widened her eyes in shock.
President Sherwood? Why did that guy call this doctor that?
Shouldn’t it be Dr. Sherwood–or just Blake?
Something didn’t feel right. Linden’s reaction was even stranger. It was almost like he was scared of this doctor.
Confused, Helen leaned closer and whispered, “Linden, why did he call that doctor Mr. Sherwood?” “You didn’t know?” Linden asked, then realized–of course she didn’t.
He hadn’t recognized Blake at first either. He’d also thought he was just some ordinary doctor.
With a grimace, he leaned in and muttered, “That’s because he’s not just a doctor. He’s the CEO of Sherwood Group.”
