Since Susan Murphy had already said so, it was not good for Sierra Moore to refuse, so she followed her.

When they arrived at the KTV, it was inevitable to drink. Sierra Moore's alcohol tolerance was not enough, so no matter what others said, she only drank plain water.

As long as someone toasted, she would say, "Nathan Shaw said that I can't drink outside. How about I make a call and ask for instructions?"

Once these words were said, who would dare to persuade her to drink?

At this time, Sierra Moore always smiled innocently. Anyway, with Nathan Shaw's prestige, no one dared to make trouble for her.

Everyone was having fun together, so they were brave enough to talk to Sierra Moore and ask how she met Nathan Shaw.

Susan Murphy was familiar with her and knew her character. She hugged Sierra Moore's arm and acted like a spoiled child. "Sierra Moore, just say it! I beg you!"

Sierra Moore couldn't understand why everyone was so curious about her and Nathan Shaw.

It was not the first time she had heard such a question. In the past, whenever someone asked, Sierra Moore would think about it for a while. In fact, she and Nathan Shaw were really fated.

At the French airport, she met him when she was desperate.

After returning to the country, it was still when she was at her most difficult time that fate allowed them to meet again.

He said, "You said that you would repay me. Now that I am in trouble, I want to invite you to marry me."

She thought about it and asked him, "Are you rich?"

So, they married, and then they divorced.

It seemed that it was from that time that fate bound them tightly together, so her return six years later seemed to be just for him.

Sierra Moore said, "Actually, Nathan Shaw and I have known each other for a long time."

These words sounded a bit hypocritical. Everyone thought to themselves, "What does it mean to have known each other since a long time ago?"

"Didn't Avery Yates already know Mr. Shaw a long time ago? Why is the one who stays with Mr. Shaw you but not her in the end?"

However, the things between them could not be explained in a few words. The key was that Sierra Moore herself could not figure it out. She thought to herself, "How did I and Nathan Shaw get to where we are today?"

Fate was so kind that she could meet such a person after losing everything, which made her very grateful.

"If you are interested, you can search online. There are many versions!" Sierra Moore did not want to say more. She held a glass of juice and smiled sincerely.

Everyone saw that they could not get anything out of it, so they did not continue to ask.

While the others were busy snatching the microphone and drinking, Sierra Moore was bored and sat in the corner playing with her phone. She sent a iMessage message to Nathan Shaw, yet he might be busy and didn't reply.

Sierra Moore was still upset. She didn't know if Mr. Shaw had any beauties to accompany him while he was outside. The sofa beside her suddenly sank down.

At some point in time, Wendy, who had always disliked Sierra Moore, came over and sat next to her.

"Are you really the one who designed the love series?" She asked.

Sierra Moore turned her head to look at her, feeling a little baffled. She thought to herself, "When this person usually saw me, she would always look at me with disdain. Why did she take the initiative to talk to me today?"

"This doesn't make sense!"

Out of courtesy, Sierra Moore nodded, "I have yet to congratulate your work for winning a grand prize in Paris."

"Is what they said true? Are you really dating Mr. Shaw?" Wendy nodded, still holding a proud posture. A peculiar light flickered in her eyes.

Sierra Moore thought to herself, "Why did everyone always pay attention to this question?"

Sierra Moore frowned impatiently and heard Wendy add, "Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to ask about your private affairs, but I was a little surprised."

"Avery Yates, you know her, right? I met her a few times. In fact, I always thought that Mr. Shaw and her..."

"You think she and Nathan Shaw are a couple, right?" Her words were obscure, but Sierra Moore understood.

Actually, it wasn't just Wendy who thought this way. Many others thought the same. After all, before Sierra Moore appeared, Avery Yates was the woman who had been with Nathan Shaw for the longest time.

Seeing that Sierra Moore was a little depressed, Wendy was a little embarrassed. "I came here to tell you that if I have to choose one, I would rather choose to support you and Mr. Shaw."

"Avery Yates looks gentle, beautiful, generous, and appropriate, but in fact, those are all fake."

"Everyone who knows her knows that she is actually a very difficult person to get along with. She acts one way in front of a person and another way behind their back. At least, you are better than her in this aspect."

Sierra Moore looked at Wendy speechlessly. Her imagination was running wild. She thought to herself, "Did this proud designer suffer a loss in front of Avery Yates?"

Sierra Moore was not used to Wendy taking the initiative to show her goodwill. However, out of courtesy, she still said, "Thank you." After all, Wendy gave Sierra Moore her blessings.

No one did not like receiving blessings.

Wendy was elder than Sierra Moore and had experienced more than her. In the past, she only felt that Sierra Moore relied on climbing into Nathan Shaw's bed to have this day. But after seeing the work Sierra Moore designed, her view of this person changed.

She had seen Marshall Jewelry's advertisement. It was a very good shot. Although it was an amateur, it could be seen that Sierra Moore's efforts were sincere.

Later, she noticed that Sierra Moore was very serious when she went to work, whether she was drawing drafts or doing things.

Moreover, her designs had a very special spiritual aura. That feeling was like being in the scenery of nature. It was beautiful but not exaggerated, making people feel very comfortable.

When Wendy saw that necklace, she thought it was the work of a famous designer, but she didn't expect it to be Sierra Moore's work from many years ago.

When she saw the finished product, she felt as if she was in a lavender manor. When the poster was released, she even felt that if she closed her eyes, she would be able to smell the faint fragrance of flowers.

It was a kind of realm. To be able to design such a work with spiritual energy, Sierra Moore was not simple at all. Sierra Moore was only so young, yet she was actually able to do this. It was truly shocking, and it was even more admirable.

Wendy had always respected people with strength. Since Sierra Moore had revealed her strength, then Wendy would not hold a bias against her like before.

There was a common topic between the two, and there was no estrangement, so it was very pleasant for them to talk about design.

Sierra Moore had new ideas and Wendy was experienced. Both of them had a lot of questions to ask each other. Each made up for what the other lacked.

Sierra Moore had never thought that she would be able to obtain Wendy's approval. She even more modestly consulted her knowledge of design. For a moment, the atmosphere was so harmonious that it was surprising.

The more the two talked, the more they got along with each other, and they forgot the time when they talked about it. If not for the accident outside, they would definitely be able to talk until the end of the party.

The door of the private room was wide open, and the corridor outside was noisy. The sound was loud and low as if people were arguing.

In this kind of situation, it was better to have less trouble.

Moreover, it was already past ten o'clock. Sierra Moore had a good schedule and basically slept on the bed at eleven o'clock every day. If Nathan Shaw knew that she did not go home at such a late time, he would definitely lose his temper again.

Sierra Moore stood up. Just as she was about to find an opportunity to leave, she saw a person flying in from outside. Furthermore, he just happened to fall right in front of her.

She recognized that the person was a colleague of the company who was called Gabriel Carter.

Following that, a few people broke into the private room and surrounded Gabriel Carter, punching and kicking him. "Brat, are you tired of living? You even dare to touch Mr. Scott's woman?"

Just as he finished speaking, a person walked in with a girl in hot pants with thick makeup in his arms.

The powder on the girl's face was very thick, showing a kind of maturity that was different from her age, and her actual age looked like she was only twenty years old.

Although she was dressed very revealing and had smoky makeup on, her worried eyes betrayed her. She was clearly a little girl who had yet to experience the world.

"Gabriel."

After she came in, she saw the person on the ground who was being beaten up, and her face was full of worry.

She wanted to go over, but she was pulled back by the person beside her. He grabbed her head and gave her a hard slap. "Bitch, you better be fucking honest with me."

This slap was very heavy, and it stunned her. The girl covered the corner of her mouth that was bleeding, and her tears flowed down, causing the smoky makeup on her face to be ruined.

When Gabriel Carter saw that the girl had been beaten up, he let out a fierce roar and knocked over a few people, wanting to rush over, but in the end, he still failed and was pressed to the ground, unable to move.

The girl was pulled up, and half of her face quickly swelled up. Gabriel Carter was so anxious that his eyes were red. He cursed, "What kind of man would beat a woman? You bastards, let me go if you have the ability!"

When the person called Mr. Scott heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. "You want to be a hero? Sure! Don't say that I won't give you this chance."

"Let him come over." He waved his hand, and his subordinates released Gabriel Carter.

Gabriel Carter stood up, his body shaking uncontrollably. Before he could even stand up straight, he clenched his fist and rushed toward Mr. Scott. "Bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"

His momentum was not bad, but unfortunately, his strength was too weak. Before he got close, he was kicked in the abdomen by Mr. Scott, and he knelt on the ground with a bang.

"Youre arrogant indeed." Then, he kicked Gabriel Carter's chin and knocked out two of his teeth on the spot, which sprayed blood all over the ground.

Mr. Scott slowly retracted his leg, his fingers brushing away the nonexistent dust on his pants. He looked at the person lying on the ground with contempt and asked, "What? Do you still want to stand up for her?"

Gabriel Carter swayed and slowly got up. The girl with thick makeup screamed, "Gabriel, don't fight anymore. I beg you. Don't fight anymore."

When he heard her words, Gabriel Carter's body swayed even more, but he still insisted on walking over. He said, "With me here today, I can't let you ruin her."

Perhaps because he had lost his teeth, when he spoke, there was a slight leak in the air, and his words were not very clear, but no one at the scene laughed at him.

"You don't know what's good for you!"

This time, Mr. Scott was even more ruthless. With one kick, he directly sent the person flying. The man was crashing into the marble table behind him, and his leg bones broke on the spot.

"Gabriel..." The girl screamed and sat paralyzed on the ground.

Now that things had developed to this point, it looked like it was going to turn into a tragedy, but none of the people present actually dared to stand up and speak up for him.