To Win His Ex-Wife’s Heart Again

Chapter 168

The store manager was resolute. Seeing Helen refuse to leave and intent on causing more trouble, he

motioned for two security guards to forcibly eject Helen from the premises.

Helen’s face was ashen with rage. Throwing caution and dignity to the wind, she let out a shrick and

lunged at Sasha, aiming to scratch her face.

If she was humiliated, Sasha shouldn’t get off scot–free!

But before she could get close to Sasha, someone stepped in front of her and kicked her

away.

Helen’s body slammed into a nearby clothes rack, causing a cascade of garments to tumble down.

The sales staff and the manager hurried over, not to assist Helen, but to hastily set the clothes rack and

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Helen, kicked in the abdomen, was in too much pain to speak. She turned back in fury, ready to lash

out, but her anger was replaced by a gasp of shock upon seeing the man’s

face.

“Jameson.”

The man shielding Sasha was none other than Jameson.

His expression was stoic, his eyes cold and disdainful.

“Henry, have someone throw her out. And notify all the stores that she’s banned from

the mall from now on.”

Surprise flashed across Henry’s eyes, but he did not ask any more questions. He nodded and said,

“Yes.”

This mall was run by the Leigh Group. It sells high–end goods, which are often visited by the Young

Master and Miss. Being able to spend money here represents a certain

status.

But now Helen was directly blacklisted, which meant that she was completely excluded from the upper

class.

This was even more serious than being blacklisted by a fashion store.

Realizing the severity of her situation, Helen scrambled on her knees towards Jameson, clutching at

his pants leg and begging pitifully. “Please, Jameson, I’m Calista’s good

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friend. Spare me for her sake. I admit my fault. I promise never to cause trouble here again. I’ll leave

right now.”

Jameson frowned slightly but ignored Helen, turning instead to look at Sasha.

Sasha was watching Helen with an impassive face, not sparing a glance for Jameson.

Jameson sighed internally and signaled to Henry with a look.

Henry nodded and quickly dragged Helen away.

Helen continued to plead, but Henry, annoyed by her noise, had her mouth covered and escorted out,

not wanting her to disturb the other customers.

With the disruptive presence gone, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The women who had come with Helen didn’t dare make a sound, fearing guilt by association.

Just now, Helen was challenged by Sasha as soon as she opened her mouth. Before these people

could take sides, Sasha didn’t want to drive the customers away. She just pretended that she didn’t

know and turned to discuss the decoration of the store with Andie.

Jameson had prepared a lot to say to Sasha, but now felt awkward with her cold

response.

He touched his nose and said to Sasha, “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Sasha paused before finally turning to look at him.

“What should I say? Should I thank you for meddling?”

Jameson was speechless.

“You’re still not convinced? I assure you, I could have sent Helen packing without your help.”

Jameson sighed deeply, not showing any anger. He nodded and said, “You’re right. I did meddle. Don’t

be upset with me. I just wanted to talk to you about something.”

Sasha suddenly wanted to laugh when she heard that they had something to talk about.

Before the divorce, it was extremely difficult for her to say a few words to Jameson. Now that they were

divorced, this person was talking too much.

How ironic.