The President’s Stubborn Love

Nola, her face particularly dazzling with make-up, just half-smiled as she surveyed Sherry, “Framing our family as murderers and having the audacity to sneak off?”

“Dad, I’ve informed the police and they’ll have this disinformation woman in custody in no time! With Lawyer Leander defending us, it’ll take another five years, no, ten years, to put this out of my mind.”

Gregorio kept a close eye on Sherry and yelled at the house servants and bodyguards, “Keep an eye on the front door and the side door, a woman like that has eight hundred minds and might try to run away again.”

Everyone in the room was dying to chew Sherry’s bones.

Aaron was the only one, the ink eyes gazing at Sherry, the anger fading and being replaced by an endless dark coldness.

He didn’t say anything, but he kept his attention on Sherry without moving.

Nola, who hates this kind of scene, sarcastically opened up, “Thanks to Aaron this time, we wouldn’t have caught this woman otherwise.”

Sherry frowned unseen at the center of her brow.

The slow movement of his eyes upwards to meet his gaze, not half guilty but frank and calm, ignited Aaron’s anger even more.

His face was cold, “Where do you intend to go?”

“No plans.”

The two men had a conversation that left the Garcia Family people aside.

“When did you find out about Monica?” His voice went a few degrees colder again.

Anyone facing Aaron at this point would be scared to death.

The Sherry of old would have blamed herself and panicked and avoided his eyes, but now, she really looks away.

A faint reply, “The other day.”

She was telling the truth and there was no contradiction in her attitude, but Aaron was so angry that he even rushed up to her in front of the Garcia Family, yanked her by the wrist and pulled her out.

“Eh?”

Gregorio made a move to go up and stop it.

Blocked by Nola.

“What are you stopping me for? What if Aaron protects that bitch again, won’t he have caught her for nothing!”

“It won’t happen.” Nola snorted, “Whether Aaron has had his heart set on her in the past or not, from this moment on he will never tolerate Sherry again, he hates nothing more than to be cheated on.”

This is something that Nola can relate to.

Gregorio thought about it and it made sense.

“So now, we have to do something, right?”

“I’ve asked a friend to find out that Sherry is with a very rich man tonight, and it would make things more interesting if we could dig this man up.”

So Gregorio, at Nola’s instigation, unknowingly checks out someone he should always be messing with.

Meanwhile, Sherry stood in front of Aaron, still looking quiet.

No matter how angry he questioned her, she had the same attitude, it didn’t matter.

“Sherry, if you don’t talk properly, I’m going to really turn you into a dead man!” Aaron stared dead into her face, his heart churning with emotions that even he couldn’t distinguish.

Is it exhilarating, or painful.

He just confusingly took it all out on Sherry.

But just as he was about to grab Sherry’s shoulder again, he inadvertently saw the bruise under her collar and his hand lurched, tensing up, “How did you do that?”

Sherry raised an eyebrow, “Is it only now that Mr. Swift has thought to ask how I got away from the Garcia Family that night? With the hatred Nola has for me, how could she let me leave in peace.”

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Mocking the look of concern in Aaron’s eyes.

“You could have totally … that day.”

“Begging for your help?” Sherry couldn’t even help but laugh out loud, “Would you go up against the entire Garcia Family for me? Or even the Seattle Garcia Group, and the Henry Family.”

Aaron was silent.

He paused with his hand in mid-air, a few moments of struggle, and grabbed her wrist, “Come with me first.”

Sherry brushed his hand away hard and didn’t move a muscle.

“Just pretend I’m a dead man and stop torturing me, will you? I’m begging you.” Sherry finally couldn’t tense up and was vaguely crying.

If Aaron hadn’t been so well-connected and found out about her whereabouts before she did, she would have been far away by now.

Her back straightened.

Letting the icy gaze behind her lock onto her.

“Or, however you want me to make amends, make another request, as long as it’s not to be your mistress again, I’ll grant it.”

The man’s eyes chilled, “You’re willing to do anything but be around me?”

“Yes.”

One word, clear as day.

It also took great courage for Sherry to say this; she had been captured by the Garcia Family and without Aaron as her backer, it was the same as having to face it alone.

Nola was never going to let her go.

But even if she did, she didn’t want to repeat the same mistake and go near Aaron again.

“Okay, Sherry, I’ll make it happen.”

Aaron’s deep eyes were cold as he turned to the car and left.

He didn’t care if she died.

Even if he was really tortured to death by the Garcia Family this time, he wouldn’t be heartbroken.

“I wouldn’t be so ungrateful if I were you, just wait, the police will be here soon, planting evidence and deliberately hiding the truth, my name isn’t Garcia until I send you back to your jail cell.”

Sherry looks down and opens the message screen on her phone.

There was still a way back that she could not retreat from.

The only way she could get out of this mess was to make public the evidence of the Garcia Group’s alleged embezzlement and forgery, even though this was against her verbal agreement with Miller.

“And you want to bring in help?”

Nola went up and tried to snatch her phone away from her.

A car pulled up to the Garcia Family gates at this point, which Nola did not recognize, but the number plate stood out, especially the red English lettering on the front, signaling the special status of the owner.

The Garcia Family, thinking it was the police, rushed out and had to sort this out properly.

The man who got out of the car, dressed in a sharp suit and with an erect posture, walked up to the Garcia Family in a few steps, “The investigation into Sherry’s case is closed and no one is to be involved.”

“What?”

“Why suspend the investigation, she framed our family, forged false evidence, she has evil intentions and obstructs the public peace, such a person, you don’t arrest?” Nola was furious.

“It’s an order from the top.”

The man said so and turned to Sherry, “Mr. Colin sent me to pick you up, please get in.”

Sherry was confused for two seconds.

When had she met such a powerful man.

But right now, escaping the Garcia Family is the most important thing, and it’s best to let Nola know that she has someone behind her.

Without hesitation, Sherry gladly accepted and got into that car.

She thought there was no one else in the car.

But she didn’t expect to run right into those deep, cold eyes, and her body froze for two seconds as she closed the car door.

Inexplicably, there was a parting laugh from the man in my ear, “You have a lot of nerve, indeed.”