Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 415

Chapter 415

Chapter 415

Carter’s dark eyes were unreadable. “Are you sure?”

“What, you think I’m bluffing?” Sharon retorted.

“There’s a fruit knife in the banquet hall. You’re welcome to try.”

Sharon let out a laugh, but there wasn’t a trace of warmth in her eyes. “Trying to provoke me into attacking you in public so you can have me thrown in jail?”

Carter met her gaze, which was full of undisguised hatred. “You’re overthinking it. I just wanted to give you a chance to get your revenge.”

Sharon scoffed coldly. “And what? Stabbing you would somehow make up for everything I’ve lost? Since when is life that fair? Don’t you think that’s letting you off too easy?”

She hadn’t slapped him in front of Maestro Warner only because she didn’t want to give people any ammunition.

In that kind of setting, no matter who was right or wrong, the moment she raised her hand, she’d become the one at fault.

To ruin her own reputation over a man like him was utterly not worth it.

Perhaps realizing his own guilt, Carter remained silent for a long moment before finally saying, “I’ll make it up to you.” 1

“Make it up to me?” Sharon looked at him as if he had just told the most ridiculous joke in the world. “With what? That so- called ‘generous’ two million you threw at me like charity?”

At this point, just looking at him made her sick.

She took a few steps back and turned to leave.

Carter stood frozen, silently watching her retreating figure, unmoving for a long time. 1

A soft knock came at the office door. Simon stepped in. “Mr. Biggs, we’ve located Star. Would you like to go in person?”

He had been investigating Star for several days, and today, there was finally a breakthrough.

After reaching out to one of Star’s friends last time, the contact had immediately deactivated their number. Tracing the number led to an ID that had nothing to do with the case-clearly a cover.

Simon deduced that it was a burner phone, used solely for external communication. Once they realized their identity had been compromised and didn’t want further contact, they simply cut all ties.

This misdirection had delayed the investigation for quite some time. Eventually, Simon resorted to hiring a hacker to trace the phone’s location using technical means.

Carter happened to be free at the moment and nodded in agreement. “Take me there.”

At the studio, Sharon and Wendy were compiling an inventory of the damaged equipment.

“Most of the instruments in the practice room are beyond repair. We’ll need to replace everything.

The floor’s covered in paint. It’ll need to be redone. Curtains, windows, walls… all of it.”

Anyone who had ever gone through renovations knew how exhausting and complex the process could be. And now, thanks to Nate, they were right back to square one.

The walls of the studio still bore the blood-red paint graffiti. They hadn’t even had time to clean it.

A shadow clouded Sharon’s expression.

“Wendy, start looking for a new studio as soon as possible.”

Wendy looked at her. “You’re really going to hand this place over to Kelly?”

Sharon replied calmly, “Carter is involved now. I’m not worried about him coming after me. I’m more worried he’ll go after John. Right now, the lease is in his name.”

Wendy also knew the whole story-how Carter had rejected Maestro Warner’s offer on Sharon’s behalf and handed the opportunity to Kelly, who had now become Warner’s final student.

Wendy cursed under her breath.

“That scheming, two-faced snake. She’s the kind of disgusting that takes disgusting to a whole new level-steals everything she can get her hands on.

“And Maestro Warner? The older he gets, the worse his judgment becomes. Taking that conniving, pretentious bitch as his student? Doesn’t he care about ruining his legacy?”