When Evelyn was about to get into the car with Calvert, Sheffield came over to the black Emperor and knocked on the car window. "Mr. Huo, can we talk?" he asked in a relaxed tone.
"You messed up my son-in-law's big moment, when he was going to propose to my daughter. What makes you think I want to talk to you?"
Leaning against the car door, Sheffield threw a glance at Evelyn, who waited outside Calvert's car. She seemed to be worried about him and her father getting into a fight again. Sheffield then said with a smile, "Mr. Huo, let's get to the point. I love your daughter. And I will for my whole life. You can do anything you want, but you can't take my life."
"Think you can bargain with me? I guess I need to be meaner to you, so you'll get the point," Carlos snorted.
Sheffield raised his brows at the woman wearing a worried face. "My life belongs to your daughter. You can't take it away. I don't get it, Mr. Huo. Why do you not want us to be together? She'll have one more guy to love her and protect her. Isn't that a good thing for your daughter? Why are you so against a guy caring for your daughter?"
Carlos sneered, "There are lots of people who care about Evelyn. Don't you get it? I hate you. Sheffield Tang, stay away from my daughter from now on, or I'll ruin your future. There are things worse than death."
Head resting in his hand, elbow on the car door, Sheffield said, "Well, ruin my future if you want. But you know I'm a doctor, right? You ruin me, then you put thousands of families that need my skills in danger. They need me to save their lives. You can't be that mean, can you, Mr. Huo?"
"Wrong. Thousands or millions. I'd sacrifice all of them, if it meant you couldn't hurt my daughter anymore."
'I hurt Evelyn?' With a mischievous smile, he drew his face closer to the car window and said, "Mr. Huo, how could I hurt her? I love her too much to do that. To be honest, she hurt me… Scratch that—you're the one who keeps hurting me! Evelyn wouldn't hurt me."
The concert was over and people started to walk out of the concert hall.
Evelyn noticed the confused gazes from the crowd and had to get in Calvert's car. She didn't want to, but she didn't want the attention, either.
As soon as Calvert drove away, Carlos played his card. Suddenly, several bodyguards swarmed out of nowhere and rushed towards Sheffield.
The bodyguards got there so fast any normal man would have no chance to escape.
This time, it was Sheffield they were dealing with.
Before the bodyguards could get to him, Sheffield braced his hand on the window and jumped to the roof of the car.
"Go!" At Carlos' command, the driver started the engine. Sheffield quickly reoriented himself and jumped off the roof.
By the time he got to his feet, the car was zooming away. Sheffield couldn't help but curse, "Carlos Huo, you're a serious a-hole!" If he had jumped a mere second later, he would have fallen off and hurt himself.
Six bodyguards pounced on him at the same time. Knowing that Carlos had sent some top-notch fighters, Sheffield ran for cover in the darkness.
He found a hidden alcove and sent Carlos a text message. "If I can escape from you three times, Mr. Huo, can I be with Evelyn?"
Six professional bodyguards were chasing after Sheffield. But he still had time to text Carlos. To Carlos, it was an insult. To Sheffield, that was the point.
Pulling a long face, Carlos didn't text back.
He wouldn't reply to his messages. Because that brat wasn't worthy of a reply from him.
That night, Carlos had posted guards at the exit of the concert hall when things started going south on stage. They stood at the door, and checked everyone's phone. They deleted all the videos and the photos of Calvert's proposal to Evelyn. So no one would ever know it happened.
Despite Carlos' warnings, Sheffield just couldn't stay away from Evelyn.
After a few days, he decided to visit her again. He had resolved to fight Carlos to the end and win Evelyn over.
Sitting in his car, he looked at the entrance of the parking lot of ZL Group. He then took his laptop from the back seat and hacked into their security systems.
His license plate number was already blacklisted. Carlos' doing, no doubt. Trying to make sure he couldn't bug Evelyn at work.
But that wouldn't stop him. After logging in as a security guard, he tabbed over to the correct field, and he re-entered his license plate number as authorized in the system. Then, he made up a new plate number and a new name to replace his old number in the system.
After that, he gunned it. Before the security guard could see his face clearly, the system deciphered his plate number and he flew into the parking lot.
It was already nine at night. The ZL Group didn't like the staff to work overtime, so there were few employees left in the building at this point.
Sheffield walked out of the elevator, carrying two paper bags and whistling happily. He saw a busy woman in the reception area. As usual, he walked up to her and greeted her with great enthusiasm. "Hi, Miss Hua!"
Glancing at the man who was talking to her, Nadia forced a smile. "Hi, Mr. Tang. Our boss told us to throw you out if you came here again."
"Which boss?" Sheffield asked in confusion.
"Miss Huo's father."
"Oh, I see." With a knowing look, Sheffield put a paper bag on her desk and told her, "Wouldn't you know it? I found a new dessert shop at the west gate of Phecda Building, in Shining International Plaza."
Nadia was usually very busy, so why should she care about a new dessert shop? She shook her head.
Sheffield smiled and pushed the paper bag in front of her. "I just bought Double-skinned Milk Pudding, a honey cake and a cup of hot matcha with red beans. I don't know where I'll find the time to eat these, but I thought you might like them." The pudding was a famous Cantonese dessert. Nadia loved Cantonese cuisine, so her mouth started watering immediately.
"Thank you, Mr. Tang. But you shouldn't have…" The smell made her salivate even more, but Nadia still tried to be resolute and turn it down.
"I've heard that there's a new French dessert shop on Media Road and business is booming. I'll pick up one of their desserts for you next time I come. Thanks for your hard work, Miss Hua. I'm going in now!"
"Wait… Mr. Tang…" Nadia watched the man slip into Evelyn's office as fast as a rabbit, and then took a look at the food he left. She couldn't help but sigh resignedly.
'Miss Huo and Mr. Tang have a special relationship. I think I'll leave them alone, ' she mused.
'I'll take off work after chowing down on this. If Mr. Huo asks about it, I can pretend to know nothing about it.'
At the thought of this, Nadia opened the paper bag and then the boxes. The food inside made her mutter in surprise, "Wow! It looks delicious! The packaging is pretty high-end. He must have spent a fortune on this. I know we're supposed to kick him out, but he's a really great guy!" Clean-shaven, handsome, generous, and friendly. Nadia didn't see anything to object to there. He'd made a very good impression on her.
When he pushed open the door to Evelyn's office, Sheffield saw the woman staring anxiously at her laptop. Hearing the noise, she looked towards the door and said, "Hold on. Ugh! This is so frustrating!"
After putting the other paper bag on her desk, he leaned forward and asked, "What's wrong? Eve?"
Evelyn rubbed her aching temples. "Nothing. Something's wrong with my laptop."
She looked as if she had been through a lot. "Anything I can do to help?" asked Sheffield directly.
