Half-Hearted: Mr. Sinclair, Stop the Act!-Chapter 114: They Really Don’t Want to Leave Her Any Way Out
Isaac Sinclair’s perspective is quite straightforward. As a man, and a man who’s cheated, he can somewhat sympathize with Caleb Sinclair.
In Imperial City, among so many elite families, how many truly remain faithful, without affairs?
Including himself, he has done such things.
Otherwise, Caleb wouldn’t even exist.
This 3.5 million and the storefront are compensation, appeasement, and a severance payment.
The Sterling Group’s status is stable in Imperial City, but the competition among peers is fierce, with several big companies towering over them. He needs alliances.
Aside from alliances of interests, the marriage alliance brings him stable support.
At first glance, Sienna Monroe’s family background may not seem as impressive as his previous daughters-in-law, but it’s actually the best among the three sisters-in-law.
The Monroe Family holds a high status in literature and the arts, especially with Shane Morgan entering politics, his future is limitless.
Perhaps this doesn’t substantially help his business, but the Monroe Family has great prestige.
Politics always surpass business.
Furthermore, Sienna Monroe also has the Hughes Family behind her.
The Hughes Group, having built their fortune on real estate over two generations, became a leader in Imperial City’s real estate sector over a decade ago.
The Sterling Family needs such in-laws.
Therefore, Sienna Monroe absolutely cannot divorce Caleb Sinclair.
At least in this matter, he stands on the same side as June Ewing.
Compared to the interests behind these few millions and the storefront, they’re hardly worth mentioning.
What he promised for the child in her womb far exceeds this.
Since the grandson wasn’t born, the shares, those things, he wouldn’t just give them to Sienna Monroe.
For Sienna Monroe, this isn’t a surprise delight.
She actually anticipated that in such a situation, Isaac Sinclair would certainly make a gesture.
Yet she didn’t expect Isaac Sinclair to express it this way.
Suddenly, she found it amusing.
In business terms, Isaac Sinclair wants to use 3.5 million and a storefront to buy out her life, ensuring she remains tied to the Sterling Family for life.
How despicable.
She’s only 27, should her life be extinguished for this paltry amount?
Is that possible?
It truly validates the saying that those from the same family will enter the same door.
Compared to Rhonda Garrison, the three of them indeed seem more like family.
Equally ruthless, equally despicable.
And she is like a lamb ready for slaughter, surrounded by wolves.
However, it makes no sense to refuse money delivered to her doorstep.
Since there’s a play on words, she won’t be blamed for being greedy.
Her expression blank, she looked at the items in Isaac Sinclair’s hands, opened her mouth to speak but stopped mid-step.
Her expression conflicted and struggling, she finally spoke, her tone rather bitter, "Dad, thank you for your kindness... I know you and Mom care for me, but... I can’t accept this."
This attitude conveys thousands of unsaid words.
Isaac Sinclair felt a slight heaviness in his heart, a tiny frown forming, contemplating profoundly before glancing at June Ewing.
Upon understanding, June Ewing promptly sat by the bedside holding Sienna Monroe’s hand, "Sienna, what nonsense are you talking about? We’re family, this is what you’re entitled to, why can’t you accept?"
"Mom, I understand, I just can’t accept it..." lightly biting her lip, her eyes were misty with tears.
Seeing this, Isaac Sinclair realized she was considering a divorce.
He was fully aware that only if Sienna Monroe abandoned the idea of divorce, could they avoid chaos when Leo Monroe and the Hughes Family learned of the situation later.
Given thought, compared to the troubles and advantages that lie ahead, the money given now is negligible.
He decisively increased the stakes, "Sienna, we understand your feelings. But marriages between elite families aren’t just broken so easily. The Hughes Family might be easier, but think about your dad’s reputation in education.
This incident is undoubtedly Caleb’s fault. How about this—there’s a storefront on Riverbend Street in Southcroft, a restaurant. I’ll have someone deliver the transfer agreement and deed to you this afternoon."
His words seemed filled with reasoning and emotion, clearly carrying a hint of coercion.
Sienna Monroe felt disdain within, but she knew of this restaurant.
On the riverside, the night view is delightful, business robust, reservations reaching two to three months in advance.
The annual rent is easily over two million.
These two storefronts have considerable profits and virtually no costs.
Before divorcing, getting hold of these two shops is advantageous for her.
She lowered her eyes, no one saw that fleeting gleam of satisfaction.
Seeing her reluctance to relent, June Ewing grew somewhat annoyed.
The revenue from those two shops, initially under her and Isaac Sinclair’s names.
Losing over five or six hundred thousand a year, how could she not feel heartache?
But if it could preserve their son’s marriage and reputation, spending some money was worth it.
She comforted herself that way.
Suddenly, an idea flitted through June Ewing’s mind. Considering her words, she said, "Only your father does the generous offer, making me, as a mother, appear unkind. I bear half the responsibility for Caleb’s actions, how could I not express anything?"
"I’ll have someone draft a Radiance Beauty Spa share transfer contract this afternoon—how about ten percent?"
Sienna Monroe was taken aback.
She already held ten percent shares in hand. With another ten percent, it wouldn’t just be nominal.
It was indefensible.
She truly didn’t anticipate, even at this time, June Ewing still contemplated drawing her into the scapegoat scenario.
No path left open for her.
How laughable.
What were last night’s sympathy and comfort?
Sienna Monroe slowly lifted her head, her crimson eyes brimming with surprise and shock.
She glanced at Caleb Sinclair kneeling on the ground, shaking her head, "No, Mom, I can’t accept Radiance Beauty Spa shares. That’s your hard work,
I’ve already taken advantage, taking your shares makes me selfish. What Dad offered is already plenty."
June Ewing said helplessly, "You, such a dutiful child. Why act so righteous? Aren’t my things yours and Caleb’s? Besides, in light of this occurrence, how could I just ignore it?"
Sienna Monroe dared not accept.
Frightened and flustered, she shook her head, tears welling, babbling, "I know mom means well, please don’t do this, I shouldn’t accept rewards unwarranted, I’ve done nothing, how can I ask for so many shares? I...I..."
June Ewing heard, feeling annoyed deep down.
Secretly thinking Sienna Monroe is ungrateful.
Radiance Beauty Spa’s annual profit isn’t low, higher even than the two storefronts.
Utterly unappreciative!
"Well, Sienna is sensible, if she doesn’t want the shares, don’t force her. This afternoon, transfer two million from your account to hers will suffice."
Isaac Sinclair advised Sienna Monroe, "Sienna, focus on recovering in the hospital now, don’t think too much, if you crave anything, let your mom know whenever.
As for that scoundrel Caleb, should he ever dare to hurt you like this again, I certainly won’t spare him, I’ll skin him alive."
Sienna Monroe froze once more.
Afterward...
Could there be an afterward?
With the money and storefront yet to reach her, should she commit herself, jumping into a pit?
How could it be so advantageous?
Better to ensure June Ewing’s two million first.
She didn’t respond to Isaac Sinclair’s words but gazed tearfully at June Ewing, took a long breath, choked, "Thank you, Mom."
June Ewing was furious.
Isaac Sinclair’s few words cost her another two million.
The shares from Radiance Beauty Spa transferred to her—determining the biannual payout she decides on, the main point is—binding Sienna Monroe to this fellowship.
Even if the household’s miseries surface, even if the Sterling Family drifts away from her, the Hughes Family wouldn’t abandon her.
Besides, Sienna Monroe has a good brother!
Now, nothing was done, and two million vanished.
Had she known, she wouldn’t have spoken.
Truly lifting a stone to smash her own foot.
Truly infuriating!
But what remedy is there?
Wasn’t it her beloved son causing the trouble!
She reined in her anger, tried to maintain a smile, gently patted Sienna Monroe’s head, speaking warmly as always, "Silly child, why be formal with us?"
