Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 756

Chapter 756

Julliard offered, “Let me give you a ride.”

Sharon shook her head. “No need. John’s car is nearby. He’s already on his way to pick me

up.”

Julliard didn’t press the matter.

Just as Sharon was about to leave, he suddenly called out, “Sharon.’

She turned back. “Is there anything else?”

His gaze lingered on her arm. “Has the scrape on your arm healed?”

Sharon rolled up her sleeve and showed him. “It’s fine now.”

Fresh scars marked her pale skin, and Julliard’s eyes darkened as he took them in.

“I have some excellent scar cream. I’ll have my assistant bring it to you tomorrow.”

“Thank you, but that won’t be necessary.” Sharon smiled lightly. “Theo gave me an

ointment that works really well. I’m still using it and don’t plan on switching for now.”

Julliard’s expression softened. “Alright. But if you ever need it, just tell me.”

After bidding him goodbye, Sharon rose and left.

In her haste, she accidentally bumped into a waiter just a few steps out.

The waiter instinctively steadied her.

“Thank you,” Sharon said.

The young man, barely in his twenties, froze when he saw her. ‘What a stunning woman!’ he thought.

“N-no need to thank me…” he stammered.

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Sharon gave him a warm smile before hurrying off.

The waiter stood rooted to the spot, ears burning red as he watched her disappear. He had worked here for some time, but he had rarely-if ever-seen a woman more beautiful.

Just then, he felt a chill crawl up his spine.

Turning instinctively, he saw a refined-looking man staring at him with a cold, unblinking gaze. The man’s expression was calm, but his eyes were sharp and predatory.

Fear struck the waiter. He quickly averted his gaze and hurried away.

Only when Sharon’s silhouette had vanished completely did Julliard finally look away. With a reluctant sigh, he pulled out his phone and dialed his assistant.

“Confirm for me. Were all traces from the Damien incident thoroughly erased?”

The assistant replied quickly, “Rest assured, Sir. Everything was wiped clean. They will assume it was Carter’s retaliation. No one will ever connect it to you.”

Julliard’s tone dropped, turning icy. “There’s a waiter at this café who displeased me. Have

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“Yes, sir. It will be handled immediately.”

“And another thing.” Julliard’s face was a mask of cold indifference. “That ointment I had you procure last time… I require more.’

The assistant hesitated for a fraction of a second. “You mean the one that accelerates

healing but guarantees scarring?” 2

A quiet hum of affirmation came through the line.

“Right away, sir.”

After hanging up, Julliard paused for a moment, then dialed Theo.

“Theo, have you run out of that cream? I’ll send more. Your mother injured her hand

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again…”

Just as Sharon had predicted, Wendy’s official statement only poured gasoline on the fire of

public opinion.

Even with the authorities releasing a report on the accident, the online mob refused to

believe it.

They accused the competition committee of being complicit in a cover-up, fabricating

evidence to protect their favored star.

Simultaneously, a new wave of rumors began to spread-carefully crafted stories depicting

Sharon as arrogant and dismissive at the competition venue, belittling the other

contestants.

The so-called “evidence” was nothing but innocuous photos of Sharon in conversation, now deliberately cropped and twisted to portray aggression and contempt.

Sharon’s immense talent was undeniable, and her striking beauty only made her a larger

target. Among the less successful contestants, jealousy festered.

Inspired by Abigail’s sudden and meteoric rise to infamy, many who had failed to qualify saw an opportunity. They began to imitate her, launching their own attacks against Sharon, hoping to claw their way out of obscurity by dragging her down.