Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 445

Chapter 445

Carter hadn’t expected Sharon to respond that way. A flash of emotion briefly surfaced in his eyes, but it vanished almost instantly as he composed himself once more.

“Sharon, you’re gambling on human nature. Have you considered the consequences if I insist you pay the price? Human nature is the one thing least worth wagering on.”

Sharon replied calmly, “You were willing to divorce me for Kelly. You were ready to hand over 100 million to me. Compared to that, my injuring you is hardly worth mentioning.”

She looked at him and smiled faintly.

“You’re right. Human nature isn’t something to bet on. But I never gambled on your guilt; I gambled on your feelings for Kelly. You forced me to hand over my studio, made me compose for her-that was your gamble on human nature, wasn’t it? Carter, you can’t expect to win every time.”

Carter had always been a master manipulator, skilled at reading people’s hearts. But unlike her, he had the resources. Even if he lost, the cost was never too high.

For her, one misstep would mean losing everything.

Still, Sharon didn’t care.

Life, after all, was just one big gamble. Those afraid to lose would never have a chance at winning.

Her tactics might not be clever, but he still had no choice but to swallow this defeat.

And after everything he’d made her swallow, now it was his turn. That, to her, was only fair.

Sharon pulled a contract out of her bag.

“Are we signing this or not? If you haven’t changed your mind, then please sign it soon. We still need this money to lease a new studio and purchase equipment.”

Carter stared at her for a moment, then said, “Give me the pen.”

She handed it to him.

He signed his name across several pages without hesitation.

A flicker of dry amusement crossed Sharon’s eyes.

So, in the end, Carter gave in. She’d won the bet.

Yet there was no trace of satisfaction on her face. She’d calculated that he had a ninety percent chance of agreeing.

As for the other ten percent… that would only happen if he’d lost his mind.

It may have looked like a gamble, but the outcome had always been inevitable.

Just as she turned to leave, Carter suddenly called out, “What if I told you the thing with John… wasn’t my doing? Would you

believe me?”

Sharon glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. “If you already know what the answer is, why bother asking?”

Carter met her gaze. “It really wasn’t me. You misunderstood.”

She gave a short, humorless laugh, her eyes brimming with scorn. “And you wait until the contract is signed to say this? Carter, do you even believe yourself?”

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He went quiet for a moment, then asked, “Sharon… if one day you knew the whole truth, would you regret everything you’ve done to me?”

“Of course not.” Her voice was cool and unwavering. “Carter, you might have no morals or bottom line, but at least you did it to pave the way for the one you truly love. For that, I could almost respect you as a man.

“But if this wasn’t your doing-if you knew the truth and stayed silent, reaped the benefits, and only then came to explain yourself to me…

“Did you really think that just because you weren’t the one who did it, everything would be fine once the ‘misunderstanding’ was cleared up?

Sharon’s gaze locked onto his. “If you’d explained before we signed the contract, I might have thought better of you. But if the truth is what you claim? Then, sorry, I’d just find you even more disgusting.”