Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 128: Equity

Butler Liu walked over to open the door and said indifferently, "President Sterling, please come in."

Ethan Sterling had been standing for quite a while, and nearly stumbled as he walked; fortunately, he grabbed onto the door frame and maintained his composure.

"Julian, you asked to see me." Ethan Sterling entered and saw Julian Sinclair’s expression. Having waited outside for quite some time, he already anticipated that this visit would bring no good news. Now, seeing Julian Sinclair, his feeling of unease intensified.

His mind raced through his interactions with Julian Sinclair, but there really was nothing notable between them. The only connection they might have had was through hearsay in business circles.

"Your wife provoked my woman." Julian Sinclair looked up at him, his presence exuding a chilling coldness that was intimidating.

Ethan Sterling panicked, quickly recollecting what kind of grudge Lainey could have with Julian Sinclair’s woman—wait—

Who is Julian Sinclair’s woman?

"Julian, I’m not clear about what happened, but I’m willing to apologize." Ethan Sterling bowed deeply, being a steady and rational man, aware he couldn’t afford to offend Julian Sinclair, and thus showed a willingness to admit fault.

"Between spouses, one’s mistakes are also the other’s responsibility. Whatever wrong Lainey did, I’ll take the blame."

Julian Sinclair was already very tired, having no patience to engage in useless talk with Ethan Sterling.

"In that case, give up twenty percent of the Sterling family’s shares, and I’ll let her off." Julian Sinclair bluntly demanded shares from the Sterling family.

Cold sweat dripped from Ethan Sterling’s forehead as he stared at him in shock: "Julian, I only possess thirty-nine percent of the shares..."

He had never imagined that Julian Sinclair would demand shares so abruptly. Whatever out-of-line thing had Lainey done to provoke his woman!

"Will you give them or not?" Julian Sinclair frowned and checked the time; it was already time for Moira Young’s class to end.

He had failed to keep his word and send her off at noon, so he had to pick her up in the afternoon.

Ethan Sterling was unlikely to agree; his tireless work was primarily to hold onto his thirty-nine percent of shares. "Julian, doing this... might be inappropriate..."

"You say Lainey and your—have a grudge, but I know nothing of it. Can I go home and find out more?" Ethan Sterling tentatively asked, having no favorable impression of Julian Sinclair now.

"I’m giving you a day, or suffer the consequences yourself." Julian Sinclair rose directly, walking past Ethan Sterling without giving him another look.

The Sterling family had already attained a considerable status in Aleridia, but since they were determined to oppose Moira Young, he wouldn’t be accommodating.

Butler Liu followed behind Julian Sinclair, "Master, back home?"

"Arden University."

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Arden University.

After class, Moira Young went straight to her newly purchased house. Adrian Grant had upgraded her to the largest apartment and thoroughly cleaned and organized it. With all hardware facilities installed and ready, she was thrilled upon entering.

The new purchasing contract required her signature, with a note instructing her to phone the sales office after signing. They would send someone to collect a copy.

Moira Young followed the instructions, but when the sales office staff arrived, they were stunned by the overall interior, yet couldn’t resist gossiping: "Miss Young, what’s your relationship with President Grant?"

Moira Young replied without hesitation, "Enemies."

The sales office staff were momentarily awkward, realizing Moira Young didn’t wish to elaborate, thus left feeling rebuffed.

However, just as Moira Young closed the door, the doorbell rang.

With impatience, she opened it and asked directly, "Anything else?"

Julian Sinclair stood there, watching her with interest.

Moira Young froze, "Why are you here? You’re not welcome."

Julian Sinclair walked in despite his exhaustion, feeling considerably better upon seeing Moira Young, "You get unsettled sleeping here, go home."

Moira Young pouted, "This is my home, I’ve already signed the purchase contract."

"I’m leaving for Vesperia tomorrow."

"Weren’t you supposed to go to Vesperia today? Whether you go or when you go, what does it have to do with me?" Moira Young felt uneasy at the mention of Vesperia, the last thing she wanted to hear was Julian Sinclair mentioning his impending trip to Vesperia.

Julian Sinclair knew that anything he said now wouldn’t be heard, so he simply picked her up.

His gaze carried a hint of amusement, his thin lips curving slightly, "Disobedience comes with a price."

Moira Young remembered being made to cry that morning, immediately becoming timid, and reluctantly allowed herself to be carried downstairs by him, pouting.

Once in the car, despite Julian Sinclair’s consistently good attitude towards Moira Young, she could tell he was in a bad mood.

After hesitating for a long time, still somewhat worried, "What’s wrong with you?"

Julian Sinclair withdrew his gaze from the window, "Nothing."

"Do you have something on your mind?" She felt like something was off with Julian Sinclair.

"Once I leave, I’ll ensure Butler Liu stays in the country with you, keeping someone by your side for all matters big and small." Julian Sinclair’s eyes were filled with concern. This trip to Vesperia meant he wouldn’t be back until the wedding day. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Moira Young frowned, unable to make sense of his words; he hadn’t been so tense on previous trips to Vesperia—what was going on?

"No need, this is China, a society governed by law," Moira Young said casually.

Julian Sinclair had yet to find out who was causing trouble. If his suspicion was correct, it was likely Zayne Sinclair’s doing.

If it was him, Moira Young wouldn’t be safe domestically either.

"Holiday starts soon, right?" Julian Sinclair suddenly asked.

"Yes." It’s a week until the National Day holiday.

"Starting tomorrow, don’t go out." Julian Sinclair thought this was the best approach to significantly reduce risks as long as she stayed indoors.

More importantly, Julian Sinclair hoped Moira Young wouldn’t receive any news on his wedding day.

Just needing to hold out until the day he takes control of The Sinclair Group and everything will be negotiable.

But the current Moira Young was no longer the obedient little girl she once was, "What gives you the right to decide for me? Who do you think you are?"

"This matter isn’t up to you," Julian Sinclair had already made up his mind.

"You have no right to do this!" Moira Young’s nose tingled with emotion, "You’re off to Vesperia to enjoy a world for two with your fiancée, yet you lock me up here. Julian Sinclair, do you have any humanity left?"

Julian Sinclair had a throbbing headache, helplessly rubbing his temples, "Stop arguing."

Seeing him uncomfortable, Moira Young immediately grew anxious, instinctively moving closer, "What’s wrong with you? Where are you feeling unwell? Want to go to the hospital?"

Taking the opportunity, Julian Sinclair wrapped his large hand around her waist, pulling her close, "Moira, give me a month."

"What?"

"During this period, no matter what happens, hold on until a month later." Julian Sinclair could only say this much.

Moira Young didn’t understand, nor did she want to—she reached out worriedly to gently massage his temples.

"Must you go tomorrow? You’re not feeling well, can’t you wait a few days?"

"Some things aren’t within my control to decide."

Moira Young pouted, saying no more.