RedNovelChapter 139 He always considered himself emotionally detached, driven solely by his own desires and objectives, never caring about the opinions of others.
In his view, there were no absolute good or bad people in this world, only interests and means.
Everything he did was merely to achieve his goals, to maintain his position and interests.
The rumors of him being "ruthless" and "cold-hearted" were never denied by him. In fact, he believed those were essential skills to survive in this complex world.
Yet at this moment, Claire's words, "You're really a good person," struck him as if by smysterious force. Sean curled his lips into a slight smile.
Since the young lady called him a good person, he might as well play the part.
"Wait here," he said before turning away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtClaire leaned against the railing, her eyes fixed on Sean as he walked with long strides to the back of the Rolls- Royce. Reaching out, he opened the trunk.
Sean's gaze fell on the two bottles of wine.
These were originally meant for the Eastborough Project negotiation, but now they would be used to cheer up the young lady.
Sean grabbed the wine and returned, handing it to Claire. "Here, drink." Claire didn't stand on ceremony and drank directly from the bottle.
Watching her bold demeanor, Sean couldn't help but have a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Liam, who witnessed the entire scene from inside the car, was stunned.
Wait, is that how you're supposed to drink wine? That was a Romanee-Conti worth over fifty thousand dollars a bottle, and it was being gulped down like beer. Liam was speechless.
Looking at his usually aloof boss letting the young lady drink freely, with what seemed like a faint smile on his lips, was a sight he had never seen before. It was truly baffling.
Quickly, Liam picked up his phone and snapped a picture of Sean and Claire standing on the bridge, sending it to the matriarch.
Meanwhile, Aberdeen was in a frantic state.
Not just her, but Grace, May, Ethan, Vincent, and Brian were all as anxious as ants on a hot pan over Claire's sudden disappearance.
They were desperately searching for Claire, fearing she might do something rash.
After two hours of searching, they still found nothing.
Just as Aberdeen was at a loss, a photo from Liam arrived.
The moment she saw the photo, her heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled.
But then, seeing Claire holding the bottle, drowning her sorrows in alcohol, her heart twisted in pain.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe old lady's eyes reddened as she murmured, "Oh, this child, how much pain must she be in..." Although the matriarch traditionally disapproved of girls drinking, her heart was filled with nothing but compassion for Claire.
"Let her drink! If it helps her forget the pain even for a moment, it's worth it." After calming herself slightly, the matriarch hurriedly dialed Sean's number.
By now, Claire had finished a bottle. Her pale face was flushed, giving her a touch of vitality. Her head felt heavy, yet she reached for the second bottle.
Sean was about to advise her to slow down when his phone rang.
Reluctantly, he answered, and Aberdeen's voice immediately cthrough. "Sean, is Claire with you?" Claire? He glanced at Claire, who was already working on the second bottle.
"Sean, Claire is a good girl, and Grandma is very fond of her. But om she's had a hard life and has been hurt a lot. You need to take good care of her. Once she's done drinking, take her back to your place directly." "Remember, don't you dare bully her, or you'll haveto deal with."
The more the matriarch spoke, the more emotional she became, m eventually breaking down in tears.
Listening to his grandmother's tearful admonitions, Sean felt a pang ofn emotion himself and quickly reassured her, "Don't worry, Grandma."
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