You're The Best Medicine For Me

Chapter 38: Shirley’s Fake Identity Was Found Out

After Shirley had entered the ball party, she went straight through the corridor to the swimming pool

outside the hall. There were people all over the floor inside, which made the place too packed.

Her master must be busy attending to guests, so she would wait until it was almost time to meet him.

A waiter came over and Shirley removed a glass of fruit juice from his tray. She headed to a white long

chair by the pool and sat down.

There were people playing around in the pool, and there were those who were singing and dancing by

the pool.

At that moment, a voice sounded from behind, “Miss Thomas, you should give me an easy time looking

for you.”

Miss Thomas?

Shirley froze a little before turning around.

From the insides of the hall, a man who was wearing a maroon suit emerged. He was wearing a wolf-

shaped mask and swirling a glass of red wine in his hands. He was making his way towards her in a

steady pace.

Shirley scanned her surroundings.

She was the only one here.

Was he referring to her by calling her Miss Thomas?

He came to her and stood in front of her. He extended a hand to her and said, “Give me some face and

have a dance with me. After this, I will ask my father to hand over the South Riverside District to the

Thomas family for renovation and expansion.”

South Riverside District!

He was from the Rogers family!

Although Shirley was never one to pay attention to all the rich and noble families, but everyone would

have known of the famous Rogers family who made their name in the property industry.

There was a famous playboy hailing from the Rogers family, and his name was Dawson.

He had slept with countless models and socialite of the entertainment industry, and this included the

heiress of influential families. He was really an all-encompassing person.

It seemed that he had his eyes on Shirley!

“I am not that Miss Thomas. You got the wrong person here.” Shirley tilted her face in another direction

while her lips were latched on to the edge of her glass. She was looking in another direction.

Dawson suddenly slammed down his red wine on a glass table next to her, “Sabina, it seems that you

are not going to give me face. Do you think that you can be one of the Moore family members just by

sucking up to Bryan? He would have long married you if he wanted to. There is no reason for him to

waste your time. Follow me and bear some babies for me, I will let you officially be the third young

lady.”

Shirley knitted her brows as she thought about this man’s response. She felt very strange.

She was wearing mask, but why did this man regard her as Sabina?

Could it be…

Did she wear the same evening gown and the same mask as Sabina tonight?

At the thought of this, an evil scheme suddenly formed in Shirley’s heart.

She snickered, “You want me to marry you? I don’t have any problem with that.”

Seeing that Shirley was ready to bow down to him, Dawson’s tone turned softer, “That’s right. Those

who can catch up with the times are always the winners. What’s so great about Bryan who is so cold-

blooded?” NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“No, you are wrong.” Shirley suddenly extended a finger and waved it, “You are the famous playboy in

the circle of the riches, so I wouldn’t just believe that you would enter into marriage with me just like

that, unless…”

“Unless?” Dawson’s gaze was now focused on Shirley’s thighs.

Her thighs were pale and slender, and they were highly touted as the most beautiful pair of legs in the

entertainment industry. Countless rich young masters had contributed a lot of money just to have this

pair of legs dangling over their shoulders, allowing them to do whatever they wanted with the legs.

Although the Thomas family was never part of the highest echelon of society, Sabina’s reputation as

the Best Actress reached far and wide.

Dawson had set his eyes on conquering Bryan’s woman.

At that moment, Shirley pointed at the pool and said, “Young Master Rogers, if you can stand in there, I

will believe your words.”

Dawson turned to look at the jumping platform beside the pool, “You mean I just need to stand there?”

“Yes!” Shirley parted her red lips and nodded.

Dawson curled up his lips as he pulled his tie, “What’s so hard about that? If doing this can make you

happy, I would be happy to run around stark naked for you.”

He fidgeted with his clothes near his waist as he removed his coat.

Shirley was snickering secretly. It seemed that Sabina wasn’t without achievements throughout the

past few years. At least her innocent and harmless face could attract many of these playboys.

After Dawson had removed his coat, he walked towards the point Shirley was pointing at.

He turned to ask, “Baby, I am here. What else do you want me to do?”

“I implore you to take off your tie and blindfold yourself, young master Rogers.”

When Dawson heard this, he felt extremely aroused. This seductive woman would be under his mercy

on bed later where her wails and moans could be heard.

He removed his tie and made a blindfold across his eyes.

The others present were all concentrating on him…

Some of them even took their phones to capture Dawson at the moment.

Dawson laughed evilly, “I am all ready. Are you planning to come over and remove all of my clothes?

Come, then.”

He positioned his body towards her with his hand spread. He was looking very expectant.

Shirley snickered coldly and stood up.

A waiter was coming over from another path, and she went past him while taking two glasses of red

wine from his tray. Then, she continued her path towards Dawson.

The onlookers were building up the commotion.

“Make him naked!”

“Make him naked!”

“Make him naked!”

Shirley closed in towards him and her lips were curling up into an evil smile. She suddenly kicked hard

at Dawson’s crotch as well as pouring the red wine onto his face.

“Ah…”

A frightful scream immediately overpowered the noise made by the crowd.

Following that, a huge splashing sound was heard, indicating something substantial had fallen into the

pool.

At that moment, Shirley turned around calmly and returned to the hall.

However, when she was in a corridor connecting the hall and outside, a hand suddenly clasped her

mouth and someone forcefully pulled her into a suite.

She let out a gasp as her arms flailed.

The moment the door of the suite shut, her body was flipped around violently and she was pressed

hard against the door.

She widened her eyes at the person in front of her, and she immediately growled with a flushed face,

“Bryan, are you crazy? You… Ugh…”

His huge body weighed down on her, trapping her in between him and the door. Soon, her lips were

sealed by his.

Shirley felt her body shiver.

This was the fourth time he had kissed her tonight.

Was he addicted to kissing him? He was crazy…

She placed her hands on his chest to push him hard.

Bryan staggered backwards after he was pushed by her suddenly.

Shirley wiped her lips and scolded exasperatedly, “I told you not to treat me like this again, what do you

take me as…”

“White Kitty!”

What?

Shirley felt her heart sink, and her expression instantly froze.

“You are my White Kitty!” Bryan took a huge step forward and grabbed her arm, pulling her into back

into his embrace.

Shirley almost felt suffocated as she was being hugged by him, and at the same time her mind was

replaying that nickname “White Kitty”.

Six years ago, he didn’t know her name, therefore he had named her according to her mask, which

was a mask of a white cat!

Could it be that… He had never given up on looking for her. Did he recognize finally that Sabina was

not his White Kitty?

If he had recognized her truly as she was, what should she do now?

He had been searching for her by using all means. It would be a tall order to escape his grasp from

now on.

“What are you saying? Who is your White Kitty?” She pushed him with great force in an attempt to

break free from his embrace.

However, the man didn’t let up at all, and his voice was infused with a tinge of annoyance, “Are you still

going to feign ignorance with me?”

“I don’t know what you are talking about. Let me go!”

“If you can’t recall, then let me jog your memory…”