Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 811

Chapter 811

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Chapter 811

“Carter could barely keep up as he scrambled to clean up the mess Nate kept landing him in,” Wendy added.

Thomas frowned. “But isn’t Julliard one of Carter’s closest friends? If he can betray a close friend, can he really be trusted?”

Wendy shook her head. “Julliard has endured them for years. It’s not betrayal. It’s that their behavior has crossed every line of decency. At some point, it becomes intolerable.

“And besides, for Theo’s sake, he doesn’t want things to spiral into something irreversible. Helping Sharon here and there doesn’t actually harm Nate in any real way.

“In fact, not long ago, when Lex targeted Nate, it was Julliard who stepped in to save him. Julliard even persuaded Carter to help. He’s still loyal to his friends.”

Thomas said nothing after that.

Out in the corridor, Sharon answered Julliard’s call.

“Sharon, do you have time today?” His voice dropped a notch, deliberate and secretive. “There’s something I need to tell you. It’s about Thomas.”

Sharon paused for several seconds. “Alright. The same café as before?”

“Yes. Don’t be late.”

After letting Wendy and Thomas know, Sharon headed straight there. She arrived early, but Julliard was already waiting.

The moment he saw her, he rose and pulled out a chair with practiced grace.

“Sharon, I haven’t even congratulated you yet. Defeating Harry and taking first place-that’s no small feat.”

He slid a beautifully wrapped gift box across the table. “This is to celebrate your victory.”

Familiar as she was with him, Sharon didn’t refuse. She accepted it with a simple, “Thank you.

“Aren’t you going to open it?” he prompted gently.

At that, Sharon lifted the lid.

Inside lay a delicate crystal music box. Perched on top was a figurine of a young woman with a violin poised in her hands.

When Sharon pressed the switch, the familiar strains of First Love filled the air. The tiny figure moved with the melody, bowing her violin with lifelike grace.

The craftsmanship was astonishing-so detailed that the figurine’s face was unmistakably her own.

“Wow…”

“I met a master carver while traveling recently,” Julliard said. “I asked him to make it. Do you like it, Sharon?”

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No woman could resist something so exquisite, glittering with such care. Sharon loved it instantly.

She lifted the piece, marveling when she noticed the miniature violin in the figurine’s hands-an exact replica of Shaluna. Even in miniature, it was reproduced to perfection, every detail painstakingly rendered.

It was a work born of devotion.

“I love it,” Sharon said softly, reluctant to set it down. “Thank you.

Relief and tenderness softened Julliard’s features. “I’m glad you like it.”

What she didn’t know-what he would never admit-was that he hadn’t commissioned it at all. He had carved it himself, working on it for an entire year. 1

And in his possession lay another music box: one of the two of them dressed in wedding attire. That one he could never reveal-at least, not yet.

Someday, when they were together, when they had a child, he would carve a final piece: a family of three. That one he would give her then.

After lingering over the music box a moment longer, Sharon carefully placed it back into its case. Then she lifted her eyes to him.

“Julliard, what was it you wanted to tell me?”

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