Sorry Mr. Howard
Amelia Hart · Ongoing · 31.8k Words
Introduction
When they met again, she had another man by her side. Eric said with red eyes: "Sierra, I was the one who pursued you first." "Mr. Howard, it was also you who initiated the breakup! If you want to date me again, you might have to wait in line..." The next day, Sierra received a transfer of billions of dollars along with a diamond ring attached to it. Mr. Howard knelt down on one knee and said: "Miss Adler, I would like to cut in line."
Chapter 1
On the night of Roger Harris' engagement, Sierra Adler got drunk at a bar. She mistook someone for another person and hugged a strikingly handsome man in a dim alleyway, kissing him passionately.
After the kiss, they felt good. The gorgeous man looked down at the woman in his arms and asked with a low voice full of sex appeal, "Do you want to go further?"
Sierra sobered up and recognized the man in front of her - Eric Howard, the top lawyer in America with countless properties under his name; he was definitely an urban elite male. Of course, he also had another identity as Roger's future brother-in-law.
Sierra hesitated but then thought that if Roger could cheat on her, why couldn't she indulge herself? Instead of breaking free from Eric's embrace, she held onto him tighter.
She was beautiful and had an excellent figure. Eric held onto her slender waist while their noses touched each other's; after considering it for a moment or two he asked: "Shall we go somewhere else?"
Although Sierra was inexperienced sexually speaking, she pretended to be sophisticated by whispering into his ear seductively: "I've never tried this place before."
Eric frowned slightly but didn't care too much about it; instead he lowered his head again to kiss her passionately like many other lustful men and women in the city who were impatiently waiting for such moments.
However, Sierra had been drinking alcohol all along so after being kissed by him for some time she became somewhat confused. She leaned against Eric's shoulder like a cat and murmured softly: "Roger..."
Everything came to an abrupt halt when Eric let go of her suddenly. He leaned against the wall beside them while lighting up a cigarette before looking at her teasingly.
"Roger... how interesting! You're actually my future brother-in-law's ex-girlfriend."
Sierra was at a loss for words; she guessed that Eric must have investigated her beforehand.
Eric flicked the ash off his cigarette casually and asked: "You know who I am, right? What were you thinking when you kissed me? Did you want to sleep with me so that you could get back at Roger?"
Sierra couldn't deny it. Eric was too famous; if she said she didn't know him, it would be too hypocritical. She could only apologize humbly: "I'm sorry Mr. Howard, I disturbed you."
She wanted to leave but Eric didn't stop her.
At this moment, Sierra's phone rang - it was Olivia, her stepmother calling.
"Sierra, come home quickly! Something has happened!"
Sierra tried to ask what had happened but Olivia couldn't explain clearly and just urged her to hurry back home.
After hanging up the phone, Sierra's legs went weak again. She apologized to Eric once more: "Mr. Howard, I'm sorry."
She knew better than anyone else that she couldn't afford to offend someone like him due to his status and power.
Eric looked deeply into her eyes before standing upright and throwing his coat over her shoulders while saying: "Put this on; I'll take you home."
Sierra didn't refuse and thanked him softly before getting into his car.
Eric drove a Bentley Continental without speaking during the journey back home.
Occasionally Sierra glanced at him - he had perfect facial features with distinct contours even though one couldn't tell which brand of shirt he wore from looking at it; however it still looked expensive nonetheless.
Sierra knew that such men wouldn’t lack beautiful women around them all the time.
When they arrived at their destination and parked the car there, Eric turned his head towards Sierra while admiring her slender white legs for a few moments before taking out a name card from the glove compartment and handing it to her.
Sierra didn't expect that after knowing his identity. he still wanted to have sex with her. She rejected him gently by saying: "Mr. Howard, let's not contact each other again."
Just then, Sierra's phone beeped lightly - she thought it was Olivia calling back but when she checked it out, it turned out to be a WhatsApp message from Roger.
"Sierra, where are you?"
Eric also saw the message and laughed softly: "Miss Adler is quite loyal!"
Sierra felt embarrassed and wanted to explain herself but Eric got off the car gracefully while opening the door for her; however, she forgot about returning his coat.
Eric sat back in his car without much nostalgia for this failed encounter. Although Sierra was beautiful, he never lacked beautiful women who actively pursued him.
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#50 Chapter 50 Sweet! Whatever You Want
Last Updated: 1/9/2026#49 Chapter 49 Revenge
Last Updated: 1/8/2026#48 Chapter 48 Making a Phone Call in Front of Roger
Last Updated: 1/9/2026#47 Chapter 47 Love Deeply
Last Updated: 1/9/2026#46 Chapter 46 Baby, Don't Regret!
Last Updated: 1/8/2026#45 Chapter 45 Roger, I changed my mind
Last Updated: 1/8/2026#44 Chapter 44 Miss Adler, Do You Like It?
Last Updated: 1/9/2026#43 Chapter 43 Sierra is Really Clean
Last Updated: 1/8/2026#42 Chapter 42 Yes, Sierra is with me!
Last Updated: 1/8/2026#41 Chapter 41 Redemption! Eric's Gentleness
Last Updated: 1/9/2026
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