"She is such an awful woman! Did Tremaine punish her?" Preslie asked.

Yesseca replied, "She knew she was wrong and she said she wouldn't do it again."

Although Yuliana wasn't forced to leave Quartley Palace, Tremaine's attitude had probably been threatening enough to scare her. Yesseca believed that Yuliana would refrain from causing any trouble from now on.

And of course, even if she did, Yesseca was not scared at all.

Yuliana could not defeat her easily.

She would not be so dumb again. Yesseca would not allow her to say whatever she wanted and be fooled by her again. Yesseca wasn't worried.

"By the way, is Mr. Hawls okay?" Yesseca asked.

Preslie had told her that Sheldon had been released from the jail.

At the mention about Sheldon, Preslie was surprised for a moment.

Then, she let out a deep sigh.

Yesseca's heart tightened when she heard her. "Preslie, what happened? Is there something wrong with Mr. Hawls?" "There's nothing wrong with him," Preslie said with a hollow smile. "He is just a little skinnier than before, and a little darker." It was true that he had gotten thinner and darker.

He had lost nearly 20 pounds.

And his skin was as dark as coal.

Yesseca breathed a sigh of relief.

It was normal to be lean and dark.

After all, he had been in prison for so long and might have been feeling out of it. It was reasonable for him to be in such a state.

After hanging up the call, Preslie continued walking with the thermos in her hand.

There was juice in the thermos.

She had stored it inside the refrigerator just to make it cool before giving it to Sheldon as a cold drink was the best to have on a hot sunny day. She'd made it specially for him. Preslie could see Sheldon from afar.

Her nose twitched and her eyes turned red.

"It's Sheldon, it's Mr. Hawls!" Preslie shouted internally.

Now, however...

Preslie still remembered the first time she saw Sheldon, where they were at a night market in Nashaland.

Back then, Sheldon was dressed in a suit, he looked chic and handsome.

Later, when they met again, Sheldon had been dressed in his military uniform, and he looked absolutely stunning.

As for the present...

Sheldon had become a cleaner on the streets.

He was cleaning the streets with an electric vacuum cleaner.

Sheldon had a pair of attractive hands with defined joints. His hands were used to holding pistols, but now he was reduced to holding an electric vacuum cleaner instead.

It was a huge contrast.

Preslie wanted to cry seeing Sheldon.

She didn't know what Tremaine was thinking. Although he had released Sheldon from the prison, he still insisted on Sheldon becoming a cleaner for one month. Sheldon had to be responsible for cleaning up all the garbage on the streets! He was Mr. Hawls, who was once Tremaine's closest subordinate!

Why did Tremaine arrange such work for him?

However, Sheldon did not complain at all. He got up from bed before dawn and began cleaning the street every single day. He tidied the streets meticulously and went home at midnight.

He was exhausted from work, and Sheldon became skinnier and tanner than how he used to be.

However, he still looked ever so handsome.

Some people are charming regardless of their social status.

And for that reason, his face could attract thousands of young girls even though he was just a cleaner.

Just like how Sheldon looked now.

He was working diligently as he cleaned the streets. In the meantime, there were many young girls whispering and taking pictures of him on their phones.

"Wow, he's so cute! How amazing is Nashaland? Even a cleaner is this handsome!"

"Tsk, tsk. What's the point of coming here to sweep the streets? It would be better for him to marry someone who is rich. Or he could also debut, he would definitely become a superstar! He's even more

handsome than most celebrities."

"Don't talk such nonsense here. I think he's just here to experience life

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as a cleaner. Can't you see he has such a good temperament? It's pretty obvious that he's not a mere

cleaner, but someone from a rich

family."

"I don't care if he's experiencing life or whatever, all I know is that he looks absolutely stunning."

Preslie stood there stunned.

She had heard all of their whisperings.

She didn't feel good about it.

Her heart felt a little uneasy.

She did not like these girls looking at Sheldon and discussing him.

She thought she was the only one who could look at Sheldon. What made the girls think they could talk about him?

However, she knew she shouldn't be thinking this way.

After all, she was only one of Sheldon's friends, and he did not belong to her. She had no right to stop others from looking at or whispering about him.

Even though she knew she shouldn't have such feelings, she felt amiss in her heart.

At that point, she did not realize that she was actually jealous of the other girls.

Preslie took a glance at the people talking about Sheldon and muttered, "Don't you know who this guy is? Sheldon is Mr. Hawls. It would ridiculous for him to marry a rich woman or to be a star!" After saying that, she felt much better.

All because she had thought of one thing.

It didn't matter how Sheldon was viewed by these women, and it also didn't matter what they thought about him, because that was the only thing they could do.

As for Preslie, however, she could talk to Sheldon as a friend, and even bring him some juice!

Exactly, they were even roommates who lived together.

Preslie straightened her neck and felt proud again.

She then lifted her head and walked confidently towards Sheldon.

However, Sheldon felt a little embarrassed when he saw her.

Men would always to show off their authority or high status to other women, but now...

He was just a cleaner.

He had asked Preslie not to visit him or to bring him anything. However, Preslie insisted on doing so. In the end, Sheldon didn't know how to deal with her anymore.

This time, she'd brought some juice for him.

She said, "Mr. Hawls, come and take a rest and drink this juice."

Sheldon was even more embarrassed now. He said, "Please don't call me Mr. Hawls, just Sheldon will do."

He wasn't Mr. Hawls anymore.

Preslie said, "In my heart, you will always be Mr. Hawls."

Sheldon felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at Preslie's determined face.

He didn't expect Preslie to say such things when he was in a demoted position. He took the juice, not knowing how to respond.

After Sheldon received his juice, Preslie was about to pick up the electric vacuum cleaner.

She wanted to help Sheldon to clean the streets.

Sheldon stopped her immediately.

He said, "Preslie, put it down."

Preslie said with a smile, "Mr. Hawls, it's fine. I have lots of energy right now. I used to do this at home, but now that I'm in Nashaland, I don't really do it anymore. Just bear with me and let me reminisce my past."

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