Sherry White's eyes slightly constricted for an instant, appearing especially frosty in the night as a hint of dismal resentment emerged. She sat there, watching Norris Moore, without speaking.
"You don't need to instigate me. Miss White, you are indeed important to Treton, but only normally important." Anyway, she wasn't as important as she was. She refused to believe that Trenton Smith would hurt her for Sherry White.
She pondered.
During this time, she had felt that Trenton Smith was up to something. Sometimes, he would go out late at night.
Now she realized, it might have been about dealing with Sherry White.
It was Trenton Smith who had driven Sherry White to a dead end; only then had such a master of disguise come looking for her in her true form.
He might have thought he could handle Sherry White behind her back, but it turned out Trenton Smith had miscalculated; he was indeed taking revenge on Sherry White. However, something went wrong, and Sherry White had escaped.
