Sorry Sir I Don’t Want You Back by Little Angelic Devil

Cherise bit her bottom lip, feeling conflicted. It wasn't that she was ungrateful for Logan's help, but she had never wanted to involve him in whatever revenge she was plotting against Hudson and the Amery family. Knowing the internal battle in his beloved girl's heart, Logan gently pulled her into his arms and said, "I'm your brother. Shouldn't I help you? I'm sure Julian would have done the same if he were here. And Jennings Group is basically yours, Cherry. It was your mom's legacy. It was only right for me to help you." Cherise sighed and mumbled against his chest. "Mom gave you the Jennings Group; you are her successor."

Logan only smiled faintly as he buried his face in Cherise's hair. Some sentences are incomplete if you are not reading this novel on . Visit to read the complete chapters for free. No one knew, not even Julian or Grandpa Alster, that everything he had accumulated since he became the CEO of the Jennings Group would belong to his beloved Cherry in the event of his death. Only his lawyer knew about it, and he planned to keep it that way. "I'm only an adopted son," he said lightly. "You are the real heiress."

Cherish pulled back from his embrace and frowned. She didn't like it when he said the word 'adopted'. Everyone in the Alster and Jennings families had treated him as their biological son.

"Don't ever say you are adopted anymore," she scowled at him. "I'll tell Grandpa and Julian about it if you dare to repeat it."

Looking at her cute, scowling face, Logan couldn't help but throw back his head and let out a deep, melodious laugh. "Alright, I won't say it anymore," he said as he pinched Cherise's nose tip. "I wouldn't want Grandpa and Julian to scold me. Grandpa can be very frightening sometimes."

Cherise nodded with a sly smile. "Good that you know it." Then she asked him, "Are you sure you want to cooperate with us? Jennings Group doesn't have a jewelry subsidiary company, doesn't it?"

"The more it will make an impact," Logan said. "Tell me more about the new collection."

"It's called 'True Love' and will be for couples..." Cherise began explaining to him while Logan listened patiently. He was one of the people who knew of Cherise's identity as Angel, so he knew Cherise must have designed it with Hudson in mind, but he kept it in his mind.

"It's a great concept," he nodded once Cherise finished explaining everything. "Do you have drawings of the designs?"

"The designs were actually already being produced," Cherise said as she leaned back on her seat and tapped her finger on the desk, her brows furrowed slightly together. She didn't like how it reminded her of how much she had stupidly loved Hudson until she designed that collection for them.

"What's the matter?" Logan asked.

Cherise shook her head to let go of her thought and laughed softly. "Erika kept the products. They are in one of her stores."

"Then we should go together to see them and Erika," Logan offered her a smile. "But for now, let's call our lawyers to draft our collaboration and the termination with La Jewel."

Cherise couldn't agree fast enough, so they called Angelworld Jewelry's lawyer to draft everything. Once it was done, Logan's phone suddenly rang, and he picked it up without even moving away from Cherise.

He said few words, mostly humming as a sign of agreement to whatever the other person said, but Cherise, sitting close to him, could hear their conversations.

She could only fix her unapproving gaze on him, frown, and purse her lips, disagreeing with what the other party was saying, who was obviously following instructions from Logan.

The moment Logan finished with his call, Cherise opened her mouth to show her dissatisfaction. "Logan, you don't have to do it."

Logan chuckled and patted her cheek playfully. "I've made up my mind the moment I knew you had divorced him and how he and his family had treated you for the three years you were married to him. It's too late to back out now."

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"Don't worry about this, Cherry," he assured her. Even without the collaboration with the Amery Group, the Jennings Group will still be strong and influential."

Yes, Logan had also asked the Jennings Group's lawyer to cease collaboration with the Amery Group!

"Furthermore, I have a new project with you, don't I?" he added as he looked at Cherise, still feeling conflicted. "And since Jennings Group never had anything to do with jewelries, we can use your identity as Angel to market it. You were the one who designed them after all. I'm sure jewelry designed by Angel will sell like crazy and will be able to cover the losses from severing the contracts with the Amery Group."

"Are you sure?" Cherise was still hesitant. She didn't want Logan to suffer because of her beef with Hudson and the Amery family.

"Affirmative," Logan said firmly for once.

Cherise sighed, knowing there was nothing she could do to change his mind.

Logan took her into his embrace once more and patted her back soothingly. "You are not alone anymore, Cherise. You have two brothers to back you up, friends to help you, and, of course, Grandpa."

Cherise stayed silent because she felt something disturbing in her heart before she finally spilled her heart content. "Logan... I don't want to bankrupt the Amery Group."

Logan smiled, asking, "Is it because of Agatha Amery?" He and Julian had investigated everything about Hudson and the Amery and discovered how Agatha had loved and treated Cherise like her granddaughter. Cherise, being left by her parents and grandmother, would have Agatha in a special place in her heart.

"Yes," Cherise nodded in his arms. "She was the only mother figure I had and I didn't want her to suffer just because of me wanting to take revenge on Hudson, his mother and sister."

"I understand," Logan ran his hand up and down Cherise's back, offering comfort. "We'll just cause a little trouble to the Amery Group." If Cherise didn't want to bankrupt the Amery Group, he and Julian would do what she wanted. She was their beloved sister; they would do anything to make her happy, even if it were against their own wishes.

In the Amery Group, the ambiance was tense. No employee dared to make any sound, and they didn't even dare to breathe too loudly. Hudson Amery, their CEO, was in a terrible mood, and everyone who reported to him would receive a harsh scolding. Currently, the supervisor from one of the departments was trembling slightly, sweating in Hudson's office as he read his report.

When he saw his CEO's dark face after reading his report, he knew he was doomed.

"Trash!" Hudson threw the report at him. "Is this the level of competency an employee of the Amery Group has? I'll give you until tonight to redo and submit it to me!"

The employee quickly apologized and fled the CEO's room like a ghost was chasing him. No one knew what had happened to their CEO. Even though he was cold and domineering, he seldom lost his temper like this.

Hudson, being alone in his office, rubbed his aching temple. He woke up this morning with a massive hangover and reached out to his bedside for a hangover soup that Cherise usually prepared whenever he got a bit drunk from attending social functions, only for him to realize there was no soup and that Cherise was no longer his wife.

The thought of him thinking she was still his wife and needed to cater to his needs infuriated him and didn't help with his headache. He couldn't help but wonder why he kept thinking about her after their divorce while the thought of her never once entered his mind when they were married. Maybe he needed to see Keith and get his brain checked.

The door was knocked, and Miles entered, feeling like fleeing or even resigning from his job. If only he could do that. His salary and bonus were the highest among CEOs' personal assistants, and he would be stupid to resign. But... He was about to deliver bad news, and he hoped he could get out of this room alive after that.

"Speak," Hudson ordered impatiently as he kept messaging his throbbing temple and saw Miles just standing there as if taking his own sweet time, wasting his time.

"Sir, the Jennings Group lawyer had just called, and they want to terminate all ongoing collaboration with us." Miles, with his hands shaking slightly, placed a document that the Jennings Group had just faxed them and shivered when the air in the room turned even frostier.