Chapter 34
Shane Yates stole a glance at the gloomy man beside him, and couldn’t help but feel a bit concerned.
“Hey! I just followed your instructions and said what you taught me. Holly Crowe had a last-minute thing, it’s not my fault, right? If you ask me, you should just go up and propose to her. She’d be so touched she’d probably die p>
Blake Sinclair, who had been silent since getting in the car, finally spoke, his voice hoarse: “She has a fiancé p>
“So what, it’s just a fiancé p>
Shane Yates turned his head sharply, looking shocked: “Second Master Sinclair! You…you…you want to be a third party p>
“Shut up p>
“That’s unethical, as your future brother-in-law, I must stop you p>
Normally, if Blake Sinclair heard the word ’brother-in-law’, he would immediately kick Shane Yates out of the car, but now all he could think of was Holly Crowe’s expression when she answered the phone earlier.
Her hesitation, her struggles p>
Refusing him for Zion Pence.
Even after seeing that video, even after knowing the man had cheated, she still chose to go back to him?
Sunfield Tech.
CEO’s office.
As soon as Zion Pence hung up the phone, Mia Chapelle, who had been waiting beside him, sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
“She agreed? I knew you’d find a way p>
“Yeah.” Zion Pence pulled her hands away.
Mia Chapelle lowered her head slightly, resting it on his chest, her fingers drawing circles on his chest, her voice sickeningly sweet: “It’s just a meal for Crowe, and Mr. Fletcher added three points p>
Zion Pence clutched his phone tightly, “Are you sure as long as Holly goes, the contract will be signed p>
Mia Chapelle lifted her head and placed a kiss near his lips, “Of course. Mr. Fletcher’s offer was much higher than President Vance’s, but Crowe chose President Vance instead. If that wasn’t intentional, what was it? Mr. Fletcher bore no grudges and chose us again, only wanting to meet with Crowe to discuss p>
“Besides, do you think I want Holly to go? This means owing her a favor, if the other party hadn’t insisted, I would have gone myself p>
“You better mean what you say p>
Mia Chapelle looked at her slightly bulging belly, a flash of malice in her eyes: “Don’t worry, I have it all arranged p>
Zion Pence said nothing, staring ahead.
His subconscious told him he shouldn’t have made that call, but p>
He clenched his knuckles until they turned white.
Holly, you’ve helped me so many times, please help me just once more.
The sunset sank below the horizon.
At this moment, everyone’s fate was quietly shifting.
Holly Crowe drove to The Elysian following the address Zion Pence sent her.
This wasn’t her first time coming here.
Before, when Zion Pence was entertaining, she had accompanied him several times, but usually on the third floor. This time, the room he booked was on the fourth floor.
She followed the waiter to the entrance of the room, “This is the room Mr. Pence booked p>
Holly Crowe nodded slightly and pushed the door open to enter.
It was empty.
For some reason, the moment Holly Crowe entered the room, she felt stiflingly hot, though the air conditioning was on full blast, she felt no coolness at all.
It was already ten minutes past their scheduled meeting time.
He was always so punctual.
Holly Crowe picked up the teacup and took a sip of water, the jasmine tea carried a cloying sweetness she couldn’t quite describe. She frowned and just as she put the cup down, she felt dizzy.
Something’s wrong!
She took out her phone intending to make a call, but before long her fingers became numb, and the phone fell to the floor with a ’clatter p>
She tried to stand but her limbs felt weak, even her breathing wasn’t right.
Something’s wrong!
Holly Crowe shook her groggy head, bent down to retrieve the phone on the ground, but before she could react, the door to the room slowly opened.
She looked up in a daze, her vision blurry.
“You Holly Crowe’s lips trembled, she wanted to speak, but her throat felt like it was being scorched by fire, unable to make a complete sound.
In her last conscious moment, she only saw that blurry silhouette squat down p>
The Elysian, fifth floor.
Ice cubes in the whiskey glass had half-melted.
Blake Sinclair sat on the sofa, turning his phone on and off, repeating the action several times.
“Really not having a sip?” Shane Yates approached with a drink, but was deterred by his icy gaze.
Just as he was about to say something, the door to the room was pushed open.
Holden Lancaster walked in, leaving his suit open, he grabbed the whiskey on the table, took a few gulps, then lay flat on the sofa.
Shane Yates walked up and gave him a couple of kicks, “Look at your wrinkled clothes, were you out stealing p>
Holden Lancaster crossed his legs, “What stealing, I went on a heroic rescue mission, just didn’t succeed p>
“Oh!” Shane Yates raised an eyebrow, looking amused, “Our little Lancaster has skills now, going for heroic rescues p>
Holden Lancaster suddenly sat up straight, loosening his tie, “I just saw Frederick Fletcher downstairs hugging a young lady, and I thought I recognized the outfit she was wearing, so I took a couple more glances, who knew she’d rush over to me p>
“And then p>
“I thought he was forcing the young lady into something, almost got into a fight with him. But he said the lady was his girlfriend and if both parties are willing, what business do I have interfering? It was a misunderstanding anyhow p>
Shane Yates was unfazed, taking a sip of his drink, “Frederick Fletcher changes girlfriends like others change clothes, even he might not remember who yesterday’s girl was the next day p>
Holden Lancaster shook his leg, “True. But Frederick Fletcher did spend big on this one, the dress she was wearing was a limited edition from Designer D, the one my mom was yelling to buy yesterday, turns out he bought it p>
He shrugged, “All excited for nothing and my fists have nowhere to go p>
Sitting on the sofa, Blake Sinclair’s fingers involuntarily tightened, “What color was the dress p>
Holden Lancaster scratched his head, “White, or maybe pink… the lighting was too dim p>
Before he could finish, he felt a tug at his collar.
“Ahhh cough cough, Sinclair, why are you grabbing my neck, I can’t breathe Holden Lancaster felt like his throat of destiny was being choked.
Without even realizing how, Blake Sinclair was already in front of him, holding onto his collar with one hand.
Holden Lancaster desperately patted his hand.
“Where is she?” Blake Sinclair’s voice was menacingly deep.
“Who, help…me p>
Shane Yates, hearing Blake Sinclair’s words, instantly realized, “Sinclair, check the surveillance cameras first p>
Blake Sinclair let go, and Holden Lancaster clutched his neck, breathing heavily.
He’d never seen Blake Sinclair like this, was this the refined gentleman from the Sinclair Family, admired by everyone in Beldon?
Shane Yates’s fingers flew across the screen, “Frederick Fletcher’s car was heading to the underground garage p>
Almost as soon as he heard it, Blake Sinclair had already spun around, racing towards the door, moving so quickly he knocked over several bottles.
Shane Yates hurriedly caught up, grabbing his hand: “Sinclair! Calm down! What if it’s not p>
Blake Sinclair shook off his hand, his voice almost a whisper, “If it’s her p>
The latter half of the sentence almost vanished into thin air.
Shane Yates stood frozen, unable to utter a word.
Because he saw Blake Sinclair’s hands were trembling.
The always composed and sophisticated Sinclair Family’s gem, his finger pressing the elevator button was trembling.