A Moment in Destiny

Chapter 51: Mask

The thing was especially, that Sherry had found Daniel on the river bank, but she didn't say that, there was no need to tell other people about this private matter.

"I was just kidding!” Liam laughed, "Don't mind me!”

Sherry bit her lips and shook her head, "No!”

That moment, her phone rang.

She looked down onto the screen, and saw that it was William. She started to tremble, and declined the call.

“Why are you not picking up?" Liam asked.

"Oh, no, it's a wrong number”

"Okay!"

The phone rang again.

"I don't think that's a wrong number calling, is it?” Liam laughed and asked.

“Hmm!” Sherry looked down to check, it was still William, she knew that he would call again if she hung up, so she picked up,

“Hello?"

“Are you home yet?" William asked impatiently.

"Not yet!" She said, she felt as if he was watching her, what kind of relationship were they having! This was really detestable!

“Hurry up then!" He demanded from her.

"Alright!" She replied.

William hung up the phone, and Sherry laughed awkwardly, "Just my friend!”

"Oh okay, well your friend is really worried about you!" Liam laughed, but she could hear a hint of loneliness in his voice.

"Sherry, what do you think about our president?"

Sherry's expression froze, "I don't really know him!”

At the MH residence.

William lit his cigarette, he was sitting in the dark with no lights on, and dialed a number.

The line was connected and from the other end he could hear a deep manly voice, "Mr. Rowland?”

"Peter, come to the office on Monday, I need..”

On Monday.

Sherry came to work.

"Sherry, you haven't been to work for quite a few days!" Alice said surprised when she saw Sherry, ‘Finally you are back!"

"Yeah, I took a few days off!" Sherry nodded.

Sherry and Alice were getting along pretty well, Alice was a straight up person, sometimes she would also like to gossip. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Not to have any enemies was also something she should be happy about.

Sherry was very busy the whole day, she was trying to get the work done that was piling up in the past few days, then she

called Susan about the fashion show, which was in about a week, and she had to talk with her about a couple of details.

William has been in his office since morning, he didn't come out once, and when Sherry went in to bring him coffee, he didn't look at her either.

Sherry looked at the time, and quickly gathered her things, about to leave for lunch.

As she was leaving the office, William also came out.

Their eyes met, and William asked in his deep voice, "Is your arm okay?"

"Yeah." Sherry nodded, William walked past her towards the elevator without saying more.

Sherry followed him to the elevator stiffly, she could smell a mixture of tobacco and cologne coming from him, it was puzzling

her mind. But she was going to take the staff elevator, while he had his own.

While they were waiting for the elevator.

"when did you get home yesterday?" His eyes were staring straight forward, while he asked Sherry.

"I don't remember!” She answered.

And that was the truth, she was still shocked by the scene that William was acting up in the bathroom yesterday, and she still

felt very helpless about that.

"You forgot?!" He raised his brows.

Sherry looked down on the floor, “Mr. Rowland, I hope you will allow me to resign after the fashion show!”

She didn't want to be his secretary anymore, it was horrifying for her.

He paused, he tightly pressed his brows together, and stared at her, “Let's talk about that later”

Then, the elevator arrived and he got in.

After lunch, Sherry went to Susan's company to finalize the details. When they finished and she was back at the office, it was already 5pm, time to go home, so she gathered her things, and prepared to pick up Daniel.

As she exited the lobby of the building, and about to walk towards the bus stop when she saw somebody get off a taxi. That person was no one else than the Mr. Mollison she had been looking for so intensely.

Sherry's face lost all it's colors, her heart was racing, and she clenched tight to her bag, then she ran to Peter, "Sir, sir, please tell me where the man with the fox mask is!"

Peter wasn't too surprised by her and only looked at her, then he sighed, "Miss, I already told you, I don't know you!”

"Sir, how can you be so cruel?" Sherry saw her colleagues who were leaving the building in that moment and lowered her voice, "Sir, you are the only one who can help me now, please, I am begging you, tell me where he is? How can you forget? Please help a mother!"

"Miss, what do you want from me?" Peter started to look angry.

Sherry was afraid he might leave, so she grabbed his arm, “I want to see him, tell me where he is! I want to see him!"

"Miss Murray, and what if you see him?" He sighed.

"So you admit that you know me?" Sherry paused, a hint of joy was on her face, this was her hope, her only hope, she was

already about to give up, but now she was seeing hope again, how could she not be happy about that?

“Miss Murray, let me ask him, if he agrees to see you, then I will call you, how about that? I suggest you to go home now:

"No, I want you to call him right now!” Sherry held on to his sleeve even tighter, "I want to see him right now, please!"

"Alright!" Peter took out his phone, and dialed a number, "Sir, Miss Murray wants to see you!”

Whatever the other person was saying, Peter listened and nodded, then he hung up, "Miss Murray, do you remember the villa

five years ago?”

The villa?

How could she know! She was dragged there by someone, and then she was taken by that person to the hospital, she

couldn't possibly remember, if she really did, how could she be in such despair now?

"I will write down the address for you, you should go this evening, he said if you want to see him, you will have to pay for that, do you understand?”

The moment Peter told her that, she felt emptiness in her heart, her tears ran down her cheeks.

“As long as he is willing to see me, allow me to see my child, I will agree to anything!"

"Alright then!" Peter handed the address to her, "9pm this evening, go there, he will be waiting for you, 9 pm, not a minute

earlier or later, otherwise you won't get to see anyone!”

“Yes, is he really willing to see me?" Sherry wanted to make sure, “Can you give me your number, I cannot really trust you fully, I meed to make sure the address you gave me is right!”

Peter sighed again, and wrote down his number, ‘Is that okay now?"

Sherry grabbed the piece of paper, feeling very confused, and bowed to the man, "Thank you, thank you so much!"

She was finally going to see her son!

Sherry didn't even know how she got onto the bus, she was already at home when she realized that she forgot to pick up

Daniel, so she called the kindergarten, asking them to let Daniel stay at the kindergarten for the night, she won't be able to get him.

Then she hung up the phone, and found her savings account. It had 7.5 million on it.

Her tears started to run down again, first two drops, then they were flowing like a waterfall, she tried to wipe them away, but the more she did so, the more she was crying. She couldn't stop herself anymore...

She finally found the guy! She was going to give him back his money, and see her son, to make sure he was having a good life!

It was 8:30pm. Sherry left the house after she changed her clothes, she was heading towards the location on the paper, it was so far off that there was no bus to reach, so she called herself a taxi.

In just 15 minutes, her taxi stopped in front of the villa.

Sherry got off the car, she was so excited that she started to tremble all over.

It was here, this was the right address.

A Bentley was parked in the yard, it had no licence plate.

Sherry walked to the door, took a deep breath in, and rang the door bell.

The door was opened.

A light smell of tobacco mixed with cologne entered her nose, it was familiar to her, maybe all men had a similar smell on

them.

She raised her eyes slowly, and saw a tall person towering over her, he was wearing a suit that had not a single knit on it, she

held her breath, and looked at him, he was wearing the fox mask that had appeared countless times in her nightmares...

“Come in” The man said in a deep voice, it sounded as if he was intentionally speaking like so.

Then, he turned around and went inside.

Sherry didn't remember how she got inside, she felt very weak, as if all her blood had been drawn, her eyes were fixed on the

fox mask all the way, and ignored that tall figure of his.

“Sit down!" Mr. Fox said, “I head you wanted to see me?”

Sherry gathered all of her remaining strength to hold back her tears, and said, "Sir, I want to see my son, please let me see him!"

Mr. Fox paused, then he changed his seating position elegantly, "Sit down, I don't like it when people are standing when

talking to me, it gives me a kind of pressure, and makes me uncomfortable!"

Sherry took a deep breath, afraid she might anger him, and sat down.

She was on eye level with him, and saw his eyes behind the mask, they appeared very sharp to her, it made her blood run cold.

She would have never described those eyes as gentle.

Mr. Fox took a puff of cigarette, and blew out the smoke, he was surrounded by the smoke, which made him look misty.

Sherry looked around herself, it was the same as five years ago, the decoration was held in black and white, simple and

clean, as if the owner of the house was a neat freak.

“I want to see my son!” Sherry felt her heart twitch even more when she mentioned her taken child, her throat was stinging.

Mr. Fox laughed, "Why?"

When Sherry heard that, a hint of darkness flashed across her face, her hands were trembling as she took out the savings account out of her bag, "Sir, this is what you gave me, 7.5 million, we agreed to annul the contract, you took my child.”

Sherry put down the card on the table in front of her, and sat back on her seat.

Mr. Fox was a little surprised, his eyes were squinted behind the mask, and showered disbelief, he asked, "You didn't use the money?"

"Yeah. Sherry nodded.

"Why?" He asked.

“I want to see my son, sir, I don't want the money, please, just give me my son?” She was begging him.

"You think your son will still remember you?” Mr. Fox asked her, "You think he will easily just accept you?"

“I.” She knew he was right, it had been five years, and she played no part in him growing up, if she suddenly appeared now, how would he know her?

But, this was all because of him!

"I ask you again, can you take care of your child?" Mr. Fox asked her calmly, his voice even carried a hint of mocking, "He

needs a few hundred thousand a month, he is attending the best school, he has professionals taking care of him, he is living a great life, do you really want him to go back and suffer with you?"

"I..."" Sherry was terrified by his endless questioning.

True.

A few hundred thousand, that would take her years of saving!