Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 408

Chapter 408

The two men froze for a moment, then turned to look at Nate.

“And you are…?”

Nate responded in fluent German, “I’m an old acquaintance of hers. Whatever you want to ask, just tell me. I can translate for

you.”

One of the men glanced hesitantly at Sharon. “You’re saying… she doesn’t understand German?”

Nate nodded. “Exactly. She only has a middle school education and can barely manage French, let alone German. Haven’t you noticed? No matter what you say to her, she just ignores you. That’s because she doesn’t understand a word. She only got into this music exchange event by clinging to a man.”

The two men exchanged glances, their eyes lighting up with amusement.

“Clinging to a man? You mean she’s here…?”

Nate gave them a knowing look. “Exactly. She’s here hunting for a sugar daddy. Her last benefactor dropped her, and now she’s desperate to find the next one.”

At that, the men began to look at Sharon with a more lecherous glint in their eyes.

One of them said in German, “Ask her how much she charges for a full-time arrangement.”

Nate turned and deliberately raised his voice, making sure everyone around could hear.

“Since you’re so uneducated and clearly don’t understand German, let me kindly translate for you.”

With an exaggerated expression, he sneered, “They said you’re really beautiful. Aren’t you going to say thank you?”

Sharon stared at him as if she were looking at a performing clown. (1

Although the two foreign men spoke German, they understood a bit of English. Hearing Nate’s “translation,” they exchanged glances and let out mocking laughter.

“So this is the standard now for Warner’s music exchange? Even pretty vases can sneak in to hunt for sugar daddies,” one of the

men said.

Nate chuckled sleazily and added, “This gentleman would like to know if he could… explore the meaning of life with you, if you

know what I mean.” 1

The onlookers, realizing that Sharon couldn’t even speak German, all looked on in surprise.

After all, Maestro Warner was from Yuicuador, where they spoke German. While he was fluent in multiple languages, speaking German at his own event was a sign of respect.

If Sharon didn’t even know German, how had she managed to get into such a prestigious event?

Many attendees here were multilingual. Their mocking gazes now fell squarely on Sharon.

They began discussing her openly in German, making no effort to lower their voices.

After all, she couldn’t understand them, right?

Sharon glanced at Nate, then at the two foreign men.

Without a word, she turned around, picked up a glass of wine from a passing waiter’s tray, and flung it directly in Nate’s face.

Then she spoke, her tone calm and commanding, as she addressed them in fluent, pitch-perfect French.

“Sugar daddy? Gold digger? Then tell me, who was my last patron?

Her face darkened

“Nate, if you can’t produce solid evidence right here and now, I’ll sue you for slander and defamation.”

Nate opened his mouth, about to speak, but Sharon cut him off coldly.

She pulled out her phone. “I’ve recorded everything you just said. Every single word of your insults. If you don’ at the police station, I suggest everyone here who just slandered me offers a public apology. Otherwise, I’ll taki law allows,”

And this time, she spoke in flawless German

The two foreign men stood frozen in shock

“She… she speaks German?!”

“Wait, what? Didn’t he say she couldn’t even speak French?”