Chapter 192 Just Not That Mr Sherwood
It was impossible to earn enough money to open a shop so quickly.
She told Blake about her plans to rent a storefront.
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Blake’s lips curved slightly. “Hmm, food delivery isn’t a long–term solution. Plus, your cooking skills are exceptional–opening a shop is the right move…”
Their conversation was interrupted by the sudden ringing of a phone.
Caroline dug her phone out of her bag and frowned when she saw Edwin’s name on the screen.
There was no need to guess–Edwin was undoubtedly calling about the company’s troubles again.
Does he really think I’m Mr. Sherwood’s girlfriend?
Even if she were, she wouldn’t lift a finger to save Edwin’s company this time.
.Besides, she wasn’t.
Caroline decisively hung up, only to notice several missed calls from Edwin.
She must not have heard them while riding her scooter earlier.
Just as she tucked her phone back into her bag, it rang again.
With a sigh, she answered bluntly, “What now?”
Edwin’s irritated voice came through. “What are you doing? Why didn’t you answer my calls?”
“I was eating with a friend and didn’t hear it,” Caroline replied, picking up her fork to stuff a piece of steak into her mouth.
She wanted Edwin to know that she really was eating.
Edwin paused, his tone shifting to excitement. “Are you dining with Mr. Sherwood?”
Caroline instinctively glanced at Blake sitting across from her.
Yes, technically he was a Mr. Sherwood, just not that one.
She said flatly, “I’ve told you before, I don’t know Mr. Sherwood. I can’t help you with your problems. Stop calling me.”
With that, she ended the call and switched her phone to airplane mode.
Blake watched her hang up and asked knowingly, “Was that your brother?”
“Yeah, my eldest brother.” Caroline sighed, venting her frustration. “His company’s in trouble, and he wants the CEO of the Sherwood Group to bail him out. Fine, but he insists I know this Mr. Sherwood and should be the one to ask for help! Has he ever stopped to think? The CEO of the Sherwood Group is way out of my league. How would someone like me even get close to him, let alone catch his eye?”
Blake raised an eyebrow. “Not necessarily. No matter how accomplished he is, he’s still human. Humans eat, sleep, and have emotions–there’s no real difference.”
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Caroline thought his words made some sense, but she had no interest in discussing someone so far
removed from her life.
She simply nodded in silent agreement and focused on her meal.
Over the next few days, Caroline’s phone was bombarded with calls from Edwin and Liam.
Fed up, she blocked both their numbers.
Peace returned instantly.
With her shop preparations keeping her busy, Caroline temporarily handed off her food delivery duties to Maia.
To avoid Edwin ambushing her at the neighborhood entrance, she started using the back gate instead.
For several days, no one disturbed her–until one morning, when someone else tracked her down.
“Caroline!” The voice called out just as she was riding her scooter out of the neighborhood.
‘She instinctively hit the brakes and turned to look.
Louise was walking toward her from inside the complex.
Caroline’s brows furrowed. Why is Louise here?
Is she here to see Helen?
Before she could ponder further, Louise reached her, slightly out of breath. “Caroline, you’re so hard to find!”
“Me?” Caroline’s eyes clouded with confusion. Why would Louise be looking for me?
Was she here to beg for help saving the company?
The thought crossed her mind but was quickly dismissed.
She knew Louise–selfish, opportunistic, just like Helen. There was no way she’d lift a finger for Edwin’s
sake.
“That’s right, you.” Louise thrust out her hand. “Give me this month’s salary. I only took one day off, so it should be around 3,800 dollars.”
Caroline was stunned. “You’re asking me for your salary? Are you out of your mind?”
She quickly pieced it together–the company couldn’t pay its employees.
But Louise coming to her for wages was downright absurd.
Louise lifted her chin defiantly. “The clothing factory was supposed to pay us two days ago, but your brother said there’s no money right now. The factory belongs to your family. If he can’t pay, then you have to. 1 don’t care about the others–just give me my share.”
Edwin said to wait another week, but Louise wasn’t stupid. She could see the factory’s situation clearly.
If she didn’t get her money now, by the time the factory went under, she might not even be able to track
