He Chose the So-Called Sister Chapter 299: The Door

Sherry yanked her arm free. She wasn't listening to this idiot's rambling.

Dealing with Gilbert had taught her one thing—men like this only heard themselves. They'd never understand a word you said, because in their eyes, your status was beneath theirs.

So everything you said was automatically wrong, even when you were right.

It was just another form of contempt.

Kurt grabbed for her again.

"I'm not letting you go. After tonight, Julia will be Lucas' woman." A flicker of regret crossed his face.

A woman like that—who wouldn't want her?

If he'd met her earlier, he and Julia could've been something special.

And the Grangers would've welcomed her connections with open arms.

For a second, Kurt almost wanted to let it fail. But then he remembered Julia's wide, pleading eyes.

He tightened his grip on Sherry. "Sorry about this."

He tried to shove her onto the bed.

Next thing he knew, the room spun.

He was on the mattress, staring at the ceiling. Sherry was gone.

Sherry stalked down the hall, face like thunder.

A group of partiers stumbled into view.

They started to greet her—then saw her expression.

She planted herself in front of Lucas' door and kicked.

The sound echoed. They froze.

In that moment, she looked like a mafia queen.

Sherry wasn't supposed to be like this. Normally, she only raised her voice when pushed to the brink.

This? This was something else.

Max slapped his forehead. "I'm so drunk I'm seeing things. That's not Sherry. That's hilarious."

They were all pretty tipsy, laughing stupidly in the dim hallway.

Especially the guy who handled all the women's products in the company—handsome face, claimed he understood women better than anyone.

"Right? If that was Sherry, I'd quit my job and become her personal assistant!"

The next second, the "fake Sherry" kicked the door again.

The sound was explosive, like she could shatter steel.

"Holy shit." The guy sobered up a little.

"Who is that? Kicking the boss' door is kicking all our faces!" Max was outraged.

But his feet didn't move. That kind of kicking power? Hit them and the ribs would snap.

"What's going on? Who'd the boss piss off? Some kind of lover's revenge? This is terrifying."

"Lover's revenge? The boss? I'd have better luck committing murder. You've seen him with women. They're like trash on the street. When's he ever gotten close to anyone?"

The women who tried ended up... gone.

Plenty thought they could handle a young heir. They tried every trick.

None of them knew what happened next.

But those women? Never seen in King City again.

No one had ever come for him like this. They were so shocked they didn't even recognize the silhouette.

The door opened, and a woman actually walked out.

Everyone's jaws dropped.

"I'm hallucinating. A woman just walked out of the boss' room."

The dim light shifted. They saw her face.

"Holy crap! It's that bitch Julia!" Juan lunged forward. "He fell for her trap? No way I'm accepting her as our boss' woman! I'll scratch her face off!"

Someone grabbed her from behind, holding her back.

Julia stood there, shoulder bare, lipstick smeared. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, cheeks flushed, the kind of look that screamed something happened.

To strangers—especially men—that look was irresistible. Julia knew how to work a room.

Even the top-tier players couldn't resist. Regular guys didn't stand a chance.

But to Harrison Group employees? She was trouble—a sly vixen!

"Damn it. Our boss' reputation was ruined."

They all had the same thought—that bitch seduced the boss. Scratch her face!

They only thought it. Then—

The woman they'd thought was "fake Sherry" grabbed Julia by the throat.

"What did you do to Lucas?"