Mr. CEO's Young Mistress

Chapter 15: You’ll Be Twenty in Three Months

Just as she sat down, a hostile voice rang out. "Is that your classmate?"

Sharon gasped, her goosebumps rising.

She turned to the man sitting beside her, the temperature in the car dropping. "M-Master Leonard?"

Sharon was so shocked that she stammered.

Leonard sat in his seat, his long legs slightly parted. His face was hard as he stared at her with dark

eyes.

The tension in the car was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

That was exactly the reason why someone should not lie.

Just look at Sharon right now.

She was so guilty she didn't dare to even look at Leonard.

Usually, if Leonard had personally come to pick her up, she would have immediately lunged into his

arms.

But today, Sharon sat ramrod straight, looking at Leonard, still as a statue.

"Was the person with you just now your classmate?" Leonard asked again in a low voice, his feeling

unreadable.

"Yes." Sharon nodded and licked her lips nervously, shrinking back into her seat bit by bit.

Leonard glanced at her hands that were subconsciously clenching down on the bag handle. His voice

was flat as he asked, "Is he from your class?"

"No," Sharon answered obediently.

Leonard stared at Sharon's pink ears, then turned away and said to the driver, "Start driving."

His voice had deepened even further, making Sharon's heart sink along with it.

...

The car passed by Simon, who was standing on the side of the road. Out of the corner of her eye,

Sharon saw him wave at her. Her eyes widened before she caught herself.

"Do you like boys like that?"

The car had been driving for at least ten minutes before Leonard's voice rang out.

Sharon was stunned. She pursed her lips and looked at Leonard.

Leonard averted his gaze, his eyes distant. "Do you like him?"

Perhaps it was the indifferent expression on his face or because he had asked a sensitive question, but

Sharon didn't notice anything out of the ordinary in his tone.

On the contrary, a blush suddenly flashed across her face. Her voice was shy as she said, "Master

Leonard, please don't mess around. My only plan is to study hard and serve our country well."

...

"You're serving our country by travelling?" Leonard asked with a sneer, referring to the trip.

Sharon lowered her head and remained silent.

She was actually a little shy.

Leonard stared at Sharon's pink neck peeking out of her collar, a cold glint flashing across his eyes. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Turning around, Leonard suddenly commanded in an icy tone, "Write a ten-thousand-word apology

letter before Friday."

Sharon was shocked.

How did the topic change so quickly?

Unprepared, Sharon whined. "Master Leonard—"

...

"Twenty thousand!"

Sharon closed her mouth and did not dare to say another word.

Before this, she'd been hoping that she would get lucky and that Master Leonard had no idea that she

had joined the Autumn field trip behind his back. She had hoped that he'd only come to school to pick

her up.

But his harsh command had dashed all of her remaining hope.

Sharon covered her face, trying hard not to cry.

......

After dinner, Sharon returned to her room. She sat at her desk, drew out a new notebook from the

drawer and opened it. She picked out a pen and began writing the apology letter.

Soon, Sharon was writing smoothly, words churning out effortlessly.

There was only one reason for her speed.

...

She was already very well acquainted with writing apology letters.