The Supreme Soldier in the City -
Chapter 319 - 327 Misunderstanding
Chapter 319: Chapter 327 Misunderstanding
Sunny Nguyen and James Brown didn’t speak in the cafe. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to say anything, but when she went to find James Brown, he had already disappeared. It wasn’t until she came out that she saw James Brown in the car.
"Why didn’t you wait for me?" Sunny sat in the passenger seat, fastening her seatbelt while looking at James Brown and asking.
James Brown put out his cigarette and said with a smile, "I saw so many people in the cafe supporting you. If I had shown up, wouldn’t that have led them to gossip and affect your image score?"
Sunny gave James Brown a look and said, "Do you think I care about how they see me?" She then laughed sarcastically and said, "In their eyes, I’m probably just a cast-off wife, an ex-wife who can’t let go."
James Brown took Sunny’s hand and said with a smile, "When others attack you, getting angry or sad means they’ve achieved their goal and made themselves happy. What you need to do is not to let them achieve their goal, not to let them be pleased."
Sunny, facing James Brown’s gaze, slowly curved her lips upward and then suddenly burst into laughter, saying, "You’re right, that woman indeed wants to make me angry, wants to make me sad. What else could I do at this moment to make her uncomfortable if not be happy?"
"Exactly, precisely because Sunny is Sunny, so shrewd."
"Stop flattering me. Thank you for making me feel better. Now come with me to change my household registration."
James Brown drove Sunny to the police station, and as soon as the car stopped, they saw Helen Wilson. This station was indeed managed by Helen Wilson. Although she was about to get promoted, the smuggling case hadn’t concluded yet. It had to be wrapped up before she could truly be commended and promoted.
"What are you doing here?" Seeing Sunny holding a household register, Helen Wilson glared at James Brown with disapproval. Many people come to the station carrying household registers, but it’s usually young couples who are here to handle household registration following a marriage.
Sunny was no little girl. From Helen Wilson’s unfriendly gaze, she immediately perceived something unusual and, holding the household register, said to Helen Wilson, "Officer Monaghan is here, that’s great. We’re here to deal with household registration. Could you give us a hand?"
Helen Wilson’s expression turned even darker, and Sunny’s words made her think in that direction even more. She couldn’t believe that James Brown, that scoundrel, was going to marry Sunny. She glared fiercely at James Brown and said, "I never take shortcuts. Just go inside and proceed with the normal procedures with the office staff."
"Officer Monaghan, what’s gotten into you? You seem to be in a bit of a mood." Sunny deliberately provoked Helen Wilson, saying, "It seems you and James get along quite well. Why can’t you help him out with this little thing?"
James Brown realized a problem lately. It seemed that the women he had been in contact with, as long as they met each other, would inevitably clash. However, in the presence of these two women, both of whom had been involved with him, he wisely chose to say nothing to avoid adding fuel to the fire.
Helen Wilson wasn’t as crafty as Sunny. During investigations, she did show some intelligence, but when it came to playing mind games, Sunny could easily outstrip her by a mile. Helen Wilson had only recently got involved with James Brown, and even though she might verbally deny any relationship with him and didn’t plan anything further with him, it would naturally be hard for her to see him marry another woman, a sentiment she unconsciously exhibited on her face. Therefore, her words to Sunny were far from kind.
"What would make my mood bad? I’m in a great mood. I’m just reminding you to be careful; this man is unreliable. You might want to think twice about it."
Sunny almost burst out laughing, but she held it in and pretended to be oblivious, saying, "Not at all, James is quite nice, isn’t he? Didn’t you and James work on a case together not long ago, Officer Monaghan? How could you abandon him so quickly?"
Helen Wilson said irritably, "That was official business and has nothing to do with what I’ve said. I’ve said my piece; believe it or not, it’s up to you."
After finishing her words, she turned and walked into the police station, ignoring James Brown and Sunny.
Once Helen Wilson was inside, Sunny finally couldn’t help but laugh, then winked at James Brown and said, "James, you and Officer Monaghan seem to have a rather special relationship?"
James Brown knew Helen Wilson’s behavior had given her away to Sunny. He didn’t deny it and chuckled, "It’s alright."
"Look at the jealousy she was showing just now. Alright? I think you guys must have... a relationship that goes beyond friendship."
James Brown candidly said, "That’s correct, but I guess it was just an accident, not something to make a big deal out of."
"Sure, you men always say that, eat your fill and then wipe your mouth clean, as if nothing happened."
"Well, I’m not exactly denying it..." James Brown said and felt somewhat guilty about his words, thinking that if he really had to take responsibility for everything, he wouldn’t know how many women would be involved in his life. The thought alone was overwhelming.
"Look at you, who knows how many bad things you’ve done." Sunny Nguyen pouted, then tugged on James Brown, saying, "Alright, I don’t care about your messy affairs, follow me to get the job done."
James Brown obediently followed Sunny Nguyen to the police station. There weren’t many people there, so they quickly completed the household registration and then left.
However, as soon as Helen Wilson saw the two leave, she immediately went to the household registration staff, cleared her throat, and asked, "What did those two come here for?"
The registrar was a year older than Helen Wilson, also a girl, but had been working there for nearly two years, and was still just a registrar, while Helen Wilson hadn’t even been there a year, yet she had become the director. The registrar admired Helen Wilson, but also couldn’t help feeling some jealousy. Still, Helen Wilson’s promotion was entirely deserved, so there was no ground for complaint.
"Director Lewis, those two came to register their residence."
"Register their residence." Helen Wilson murmured softly to herself, looking even more upset.
"Director Lewis, could this be part of some big case?" The registrar’s eyes lit up, knowing that Helen Wilson had numerous accomplishments—if this was another big case, and she could get involved, maybe she’d get recognized for her efforts too.
"Oh... No, it’s not a case; I just had some suspicions. Tell me the details of their registration process," Helen Wilson hadn’t planned to ask, but the registrar’s question left her with no choice but to respond as if trying to cover up her interest in James Brown.
"Oh, it’s like this, that woman transferred her registration from another location and then registered here in our area."
The registrar explained the situation in detail, and after listening, the frown on Helen Wilson’s face eased. It turned out that Sunny Nguyen was just registering herself, not with James Brown, meaning they weren’t getting married, so her anger was unnecessary.
"Director Lewis, did you find something?" Seeing Helen Wilson’s suddenly joyful demeanor, the registrar’s eyes shone even brighter.
Returning to her senses, Helen Wilson said, "I found that I was wrong, it’s just a routine registration. I made a fuss over nothing."
The registrar was visibly disappointed as she watched Helen Wilson leave.
Once back in her office, Helen Wilson promptly picked up the phone, intending to call James Brown and give him a piece of her mind for not explaining earlier, causing her such a misunderstanding.
But as soon as she had James Brown’s number ready to dial, she put the phone down again. She had already told him that she didn’t want anything to do with him, and questioning him now would only make it seem like she was the one clinging to him.
"Hmph, who do I, Helen Wilson, think I am? Why would I cling to you? Don’t think just because we’ve been involved that I have to stick with you. Be with whoever you want; I’m not going to chase after a fickle guy like you," Helen Wilson huffed, her stubborn nature eliciting this response.
After returning to the company, Sunny Nguyen immediately went to Gina Lopez’s office to recount the encounter with Helen Wilson.
After finishing her story, Sunny Nguyen said with some concern, "Gina, the relationship between James Brown and that Helen Wilson seems really out of the ordinary. You need to be careful."
Gina Lopez nodded and replied, "I know, but I, Gina Lopez, refuse to believe I’d lose to her. Rest assured."
Observing Gina Lopez’s confidence, Sunny Nguyen’s worry evaporated as she said, "Good that you have this confidence, but James Brown’s got too many women around him. You’d better make a move sooner rather than later."
Gina Lopez nodded, "I understand." But inside she felt somewhat troubled. She now admitted that she liked James Brown quite a lot, and she had no aversion to being with him. However, as for flirting like other girls, she faced some internal barriers. It wasn’t that she didn’t like James Brown, but she simply didn’t know how.
Moreover, as the CEO of a newly established company, she was swamped with work and wished she could double each minute—hardly having time for romance.
Another concern was that James Brown still seemed to hold some resistance towards her, keeping his distance, which frustrated her.
"Right, going home this weekend to celebrate mom’s birthday might be a good opportunity, and perhaps it could advance our relationship," she thought.
With that, Gina Lopez suddenly remembered that during this visit she would certainly have to share a room with James Brown. And in that case... could it be that something will truly happen between them, breaking the ice?
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