Chapter 952 Being A Guest

Susan angrily exclaimed, "Damn it! I wish I would never see him again in my life. I mean it."

Sheryl didn't know much about Cary, but she was sure that he could be trusted, because he was Charles' friend.

Moreover, she had contacted him about business deals several times before. She had always found him to be a strict and responsible gentleman, but he was, by nature, a joker.

Maybe that was why Susan detested him so much.

"What did he do to upset you?" Sheryl asked in an intrigued tone. She was curious about what had happened between them, and she was afraid that Cary would suffer if he had a crush on Susan.

Susan hesitated, "He..." Then she stopped and waved her hand. "Come on, Sher, you don't need to know what he has done. All you need to know is that he's total bastard, and you'd be best to stay away from him unless you're looking for trouble."

Sheryl was dumbfounded when she heard Susan's warning about Cary.

She looked at her and clarified, "It must be a misunderstanding. As far as I know, Cary's not as bad as you said he is. He is generally good but it's true that he has an evil tongue. Maybe you'll change your mind if you get to know him more."

Susan frowned. "Come on! I'd rather not. All I want to do is stay as far away from him as possible."

She sounded more and more agitated, which made Sheryl more curious to learn what on earth Cary had done to her.

He was a man who liked challenges, so he wouldn't give up so easily. And she could remember that Jeremy had asked her about his phone number.

It seemed like he was pleased with Cary. With all due respect, that wouldn't matter at all if Susan liked him or not.

Susan looked at the clock on the wall. It was already six o'clock. No wonder she felt a bit hungry. It was almost dinner time. She walked on a crutch to the kitchen and found her parents chatting instead of cooking. She deliberately raised her voice at them, "Dad, Mom, what the hell are you doing? How can you still be chatting? Aren't you supposed to be making dinner by

fy her dad. "Okay," she sighed.

Jeremy then went to the kitchen to help his wife. As soon as her dad left, Susan could not pretend anymore. She turned to ask Cary, "What the hell are you doing in my home?"

He smiled and flatly replied, "Your father invited me for dinner. Do you have any problems with that?"

She didn't seem to care less. "Who said you could come to my home when I didn't agree to it? You're so annoying, uncouth and boring. You're not welcome here at all. Why don't you just leave right now?"

Cary did not even want to fight with her. He just smiled and confidently explained, "Well, I don't think so. It seems that you're the only person who doesn't want me here."

Susan got pissed when she heard his response. She couldn't understand why her father would invite him to dine with them, when he knew for a fact how much she despised him.

She sneered, "Well, since you've been welcomed, do you know what punctuality means? Do you know what time it is now? Why don't you come back tomorrow morning?

If I were you, I wouldn't have the audacity to come. Do you really think you're some kind of an honored guest? Don't be absurd."

He remained calm while Susan finished with her rants. Finally, he reacted, "I had told uncle that I might be late, but I didn't expect him to wait for me for so long. I'm really sorry for that."