Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 515

Chapter 515

“After all,” Uriah said, “people faking illness are a rare breed these days.” (

Kelly’s face drained of color. She opened her mouth to defend herself, but before a single word could escape, Uriah was already walking away, smiling faintly as Sharon supported him.

Nate blinked, confused, turning to look at Kelly with a question in his eyes. He didn’t get it.

Madeline remained composed. She had expected this.

Only Carter’s eyes darkened further, deeper than the night outside.

Uriah didn’t linger. He made a brief round with Sharon before retreating to a private room to rest.

He was old now and never cared for social gatherings. The fact that he’d come this far to support her already meant more than enough.

Inside the room, Sharon prepared a pot of tea and poured him a cup.

“Thank you,” she said.

He took the cup from her, brushing off her gratitude with a small wave. “Don’t thank me. I just can’t stand those younger folks who bully the weak and fear the strong.”

He sipped the hot tea, then glanced at her.

“Sharon, I’m old. There are a lot of things I can’t get involved in anymore. So this is as much as I can do.”

Her eyes stung.

“I understand. Thank you. Really.”

Had he chosen not to reveal his identity, he could’ve dealt with Nate and Carter however he liked. But once he stepped into the light, he became bound by that identity. The constraints came with it-lines he could no longer cross.

Still, she knew what kind of person he was. Eccentric, yes, but kind at heart.

If he weren’t, he wouldn’t have given Madeline two years’ worth of medicine or gone through all the effort and rare ingredients to make a custom spray for Theo’s condition.

Uriah set the cup down and said, “I didn’t want to meddle in the affairs of the younger generation. But you… your foundation is too thin. You have no family backing you, and you’re constantly being suppressed. And in this day and age, talent and effort alone aren’t enough to make something of yourself.”

That was why he had done the uncharacteristic and stepped forward for her in such a public way.

“Times have changed,” he said. “Without a family’s backing, rising above has become a near-impossible task. You’re good enough, Sharon. You’re talented and hardworking. All you’re missing is a little help, a bit of luck. Just promise me you’ll make

the most of this.”

He said it gently, but she heard the weight behind the words. He’d gone ahead without asking. He worried she might reject his help out of pride.

But Sharon didn’t.

“I understand,” she said. “Thank you for everything.”

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He saw that she hadn’t refused out of stubbornness or misplaced pride, and nodded with quiet satisfaction.

“Don’t let our family name fool you,” he said, almost amused. “If it weren’t for the foundation I built, those good-for-nothing sons of mine wouldn’t be anything. Back in our day, opportunities were everywhere. It wasn’t nearly as cutthroat as it is now.”

A long sigh followed.

“It’s hard on your generation.”

They sat for a while, chatting, until a knock came at the door.

Damien entered. He looked like he had something to say to his grandfather. His eyes flicked to Sharon, hesitant.

She picked up on it right away, offered a polite excuse, and stood up to leave.

She hadn’t gone far when she ran into Ginny.

“Sharon,” Ginny greeted her with a smile. “I had no idea you and Uriah were close.”

Behind her, Carol and Melanie also looked over, curiosity written all over their faces.

Melanie chimed in, “Sharon, you actually know Uriah? Damn, that’s some next-level networking. Unlike certain people who just scheme their way up the ladder.”

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