After listening to her explanation, the expression on Summer Shawcross’s face became even more puzzled; birthdays shouldn’t require burning paper money.

"It’s also his death anniversary." At this moment, Sherry gave a bitter smile and then threw all the paper money in her hand into the fire.

Listening to her words, Summer’s heart tightened.

So, that means her child left this world shortly after being born.

Although she herself had never been a mother, at this moment, hearing Sherry’s words, Summer couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness.

"I’m sorry..." Although she had always somewhat disliked Sherry, seeing her like this now, her already not-so-good mood followed Sherry’s emotions, becoming even more low and sorrowful.

"It’s okay, it’s been six years already; even if it was a wound, it should have scarred and faded long ago. It’s just that I still can’t forget the past." Sherry shook her head, sighed, and then smiled at Summer, her voice devoid of its usual arrogance.

Looking at the Sherry in front of her, Summer couldn’t help but wonder if this Sherry at this moment was the real her.

And the usual strong woman was just her facade.

"Sherry!"

Just as she was staring at Sherry in a daze, a man in a work uniform hurried over, going straight to Sherry’s side.

"What happened?" Sherry looked puzzled.

The man leaned down, whispered a sentence in her ear.

"The boss is here..."

Upon hearing this, Sherry’s expression changed, suddenly showing signs of tension.

The next second, she hurriedly stood up and then turned to instruct Summer.

"It’s so late, you’d better go back to rest. I have something to do, so I’ll leave first."

After speaking, she turned to the staff beside her.

"Clean this place up."

"Yes, Sherry!"

Sherry nodded, and while tidying up her clothes, she hurriedly left.

Summer stood there, stunned, watching Sherry’s hurried figure, even more puzzled, what happened?

...

In the early hours at Silvanus Manor, under the quiet night.

Several black sedans drove in low-key into the manor, heading in a certain direction.

After a long while, the cars stopped in front of a small, secluded villa within the manor.

The backseat door of the leading car was pushed open, and a pair of long legs stepped out, followed by the tall and slender figure of a man appearing at the villa entrance, striding inside.

Behind him, several men in black suits followed closely.

"Boss!" As soon as the man entered, the tidied-up Sherry came up to greet him, respectfully speaking.

The man stopped, his dangerous eyes sweeping across the woman’s face.

The woman was startled by the icy gaze.

Immediately, an icy voice, full of unconcealed anger, suddenly resounded.

"Did you lay hands on her?" On that handsome face, there was an extraordinarily cold expression.

As soon as the man’s voice fell, Sherry’s face turned pale. After a two-second silence, she finally replied.

"It was the ignorance of someone under me, I’ve already reprimanded..."

Her words were suddenly interrupted by the sound of a slap!

...

—Slap!

...

The slap wasn’t delivered by the man but by the bodyguard next to him.

"This is the boss’s punishment for you!"