Yesseca had thought that something like that was impossible.
However, when she heard Sheldon put it that way, she started to have sdoubts. Still, it was a bag, not a
small item like a key. It was impossible to accidentally lose it. Moreover, no one had cup to Preslie even
after she'd been standing there for awhile. Yesseca said, "Preslie, | think someone might've really not wanted it."
Preslie's head was spinning.
If that was the case, she would be willing to accept this bag.
After all, it was a Hermes bag.
She had never owned a Hermes bag before!
Even so, it was just a guess in the end.
Unless she saw with her own eyes that someone had abandoned it, she really had no way to be the bag's owner.
Preslie couldn't help saying, "Then, I'll put this bag here. I've waited for so long but | haven't found its owner.
Maybe I'll put it somewhere else." Yesseca felt that this was not a good idea either.
She thought for a moment and said, "How about this, since no one recognizes it as theirs, you can donate the
bag to charity. It's also a good thing." Preslie's eyes lit up when she heard that.
She immediately nodded. "Yesseca, that's a good idea. I'll listen to you!"
Yesseca and Preslie turned to face Sheldon.
Their intentions were very clear.
They wanted Sheldon to drive them to donate it.
Sheldon was speechless.
His feelings right now were very complicated.
Sheldon felt that he was always looking for trouble.
First, he'd bought a bag without thinking it through, and then lied to Preslie claiming that he had picked it up. As
a result, he'd caused this huge misunderstanding.
Sheldon was absolutely speechless.
However, this time, he'd seen a new side of Preslie.
Completely out of his expectations, instead of taking an ownerless bag for her own, Preslie had tried to find the
original owner of the bag. She'd even gone as far as to donate it if the original owner had not been found.
He had thought that a girl like her would forget everything when she saw branded bags, claiming them as her
own immediately once they were abandoned by others...
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Sheldon's gaze couldn't help but fall upon Preslie's face.
That day, the sun was very bright.
The sunlight enveloped Preslie's face, making her snow-white skin paler. Her eyelashes cast a deep shadow
under the sunlight.
Sheldon's breathing suddenly beca little disordered.
It seemed that it was the first tthat he found that her skin to be so beautiful.
Her eyelashes were so long.
Sheldon was stunned for a moment.
As Preslie watched Sheldon remain silent, her eyes were fixated on him, but they couldn't help but tremble.
"Is Sheldon angry?" she thought.
Although this bag was picked up, it wasn't her who found it, but Sheldon.
Sheldon should be the one handling it.
Preslie immediately lowered her head.
She whispered, "Mr. Hawls, are you not willing to donate it to charity? Do you want it instead?"
She thought that she didn't want this bag, yet Sheldon wasn't willing to give it away. Could it be that Sheldon
himself wanted it?
Preslie looked at the bag. It seemed like anyone could hold it. Sheldon was particularly handsand good-
looking, so it seemed appropriate for him to carry it. Sheldon didn't answer.
What Preslie said made him knit his eyebrows intensely.
He immediately said, "I'm not a woman. Why would | carry this bag?!"
Then, he walked to his car swiftly, opened the door and said to Yesseca and Preslie, "Get in the car. I'll drive you
guys to the charity shop."
They arrived at a nearby charity shop.
Preslie donated the bag.
Although it was just a bag, it was
still a Hermes bag. It was worth thousands of dollars. Preslie be
e a great contribution
But Sheldon had mixed feelings towards this.
He suddenly felt that it was no wonder he was Tremaine's subordinate. Because he was connected to Tremaine.
Tremaine had given Yesseca a set of luxurious clothes previously, but Yesseca didn't want them and gave
them away to a charity ove
And now, Preslie had done the sto his gift.
He had just given the bag to her the previous night, but now she had given it away.
But Tremaine was slightly better than him.
At least Yesseca knew that the clothes were gifts from Tremaine.
While Preslie had really thought that he picked it upon the way back home, Yesseca received a call.
The call was from Tremaine.
Tremaine said that he wouldn't be back for dinner.
After hearing that Tremaine wouldn't be back for dinner, Yesseca wanted to have dinner with Preslie instead.
She said to Preslie, "Preslie, how about we have dinner together?"
Preslie agreed immediately.
She took Yesseca's arm right away and said, "Sounds great, Yesseca. | haven't eaten with you for a long time.
Shall we go have a steak? I've been craving it recently. I'm telling you, the steaks in Nashaland are
delicious, especially the
pepper sauce on it. They
with
wonderful."
Yesseca didn't respond.
She laughed bitterly under her breath.
very
Preslie had not been in Nashaland for a long time, but she already knew where the best food was here.
She agreed immediately. "Alright, let's eat."
Sheldon suddenly had a thought.
He opened his mouth and said out of nowhere, "Why don't | treat both of you to dinner?"
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Preslie didn't say anything.
Yesseca didn't as well.
They hadn't expected Sheldon to say that.
In their minds, Sheldon was the kind of military man who would do things in a straight-forward manner.
Such a man wouldn't offer to treat others to dinner.
Sheldon could not help but feel a little embarrassed at the fact that Preslie and Yesseca didn't react to what he
had just said.
He coughed and said, "If you think it's
troublesome, then forget it."
Preslie startled.
She immediately said, "It's fine. Mr. Hawls, we'll enjoy your treat."
Sheldon was relieved to hear Preslie say that.
While having her meal, Preslie was actually very hungry.
She wanted to wolf everything down, but at the thought of Sheldon sitting right there, she held herself back.
Only now did she feel regret.
She regretted letting Sheldon pay.
If it was only her and Yesseca, she would be able to eat however she wanted.
But since Sheldon was here, she had to take her image into consideration.
And so Preslie ate like a gentlewoman.
She was really not used to eating that way, so it felt unnatural
At last, Preslie let go of her image.
She thought, "Don't bother."
She had never had any image to begin with.
Besides, Sheldon was too good for her, thus it was useless for her to maintain her image.
Preslie began to eat like her usual self.
Sheldon inadvertently glanced Preslie's way and he was left dumbfounded.
It was the first the had seen someone eat steak like that.