Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 210: Rejection

Julian Sinclair specifically instructed Mr. Miller to keep an eye on Moira Young’s live program. Only then did Mr. Miller learn that Moira Young was surrounded by journalists, so he hurried over.

"Miss, the young master will return once he finishes his business in Vesperia. Let me take you home first."

Julian Sinclair wasn’t aware of this yet. Mr. Miller planned to wait until Julian arrived in Vesperia before telling him.

"He... went to Vesperia?" Moira Young asked.

"Yes, Miss Young."

Moira Young bit her lip. In her current state, she couldn’t go anywhere. She was debating whether to go to Julian Sinclair’s house.

After thinking for a while, she finally decided and agreed to go home with Mr. Miller.

She thought, since Julian wasn’t home, it wouldn’t hurt to enjoy Mrs. Miller’s cooking for a couple of days.

After arriving at Julian Sinclair’s home, it was already night. Mrs. Miller, knowing about Moira Young’s injury, specially made soup to nourish her body.

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Vesperia.

Upon arriving in Vesperia, Julian Sinclair immediately received a call from Mr. Miller.

Mr. Miller briefed Julian Sinclair on the general situation and Moira Young’s injury.

After hanging up, Julian Sinclair’s dark eyes gradually turned somber. He couldn’t help but feel guilty for not noticing her injured knee last night.

After arriving at the Sinclair Group castle, the meeting attendees had already gathered. As the current head of the Sinclair Group, without Julian, the meeting couldn’t proceed.

"Now that Julian is here, let’s start the meeting." An elder, who nearly fell asleep from waiting, said.

Julian Sinclair sat down expressionlessly.

"This meeting is mainly about the proposed alliance marriage between the Sinclair and Rhodes families. Julian, what are your thoughts?" The Sinclair elders were quite focused on the marriage alliance.

"The Sinclair Group does not need an alliance marriage." Julian Sinclair’s voice was as cold as ice, and no one could refute his statement.

Given the Sinclair family’s status, they absolutely didn’t need a marriage alliance. Although a union with the Rhodes family could be advantageous, not marrying wouldn’t significantly affect them.

"Julian, speaking as an elder, you’ve grown up with Fiona, the Rhodes family’s daughter. You both have been acknowledged as a pair since childhood, and you’ve always admitted Fiona is your girlfriend, but you’re..."

"Indeed, the wedding with the Rhodes family’s daughter was attended by many distinguished nobles, yet you ran away from the marriage. There should be an explanation."

Everyone voiced their opinions, all except Julian Sinclair, who remained silent.

Julian Sinclair cast a sidelong glance towards the far end of the table at Zayne Sinclair, clearly sensing Zayne was deliberately avoiding him.

His gaze turned serious as he looked at Zayne Sinclair and coldly said, "Brother Zayne, what are you afraid of?"

Julian Sinclair’s words drew everyone’s attention to Zayne Sinclair, who forced himself to maintain composure, "I’ve just been unwell recently."

"Oh? What kind of illness?" Julian Sinclair raised an eyebrow slightly.

Zayne Sinclair didn’t dare to meet Julian Sinclair’s eyes. Zayne already knew Mr. Miller had been rescued by Julian Sinclair, which meant Julian must have known the car accident was his doing!

Zayne Sinclair feared Julian Sinclair’s power because a single word from Julian could have him expelled from the Sinclair Group!

"A bit of stomach trouble from too much drinking," Zayne Sinclair feigned clutching his stomach, "Julian, why suddenly such concern? I’m fine. Let’s focus on the meeting."

Zayne vaguely sensed that Julian Sinclair seemed different from before but couldn’t pinpoint how. Perhaps it was because Julian now exuded the aura of leadership as the head of the Sinclair Group.

Julian Sinclair’s sharp gaze was enough for most present to understand that Zayne Sinclair must have offended Julian.

"Back to the main point, I’ll say it one last time: The Sinclair Group does not need an alliance marriage." Julian Sinclair withdrew his gaze.

The Sinclair elders didn’t have much more to say. Although a marriage alliance is a family matter, it is also personal, and Julian Sinclair, being the head, wasn’t someone they could dictate.

After the meeting concluded, Julian Sinclair’s private jet was ready. He wanted to immediately fly home to see Moira Young.

But just as he was about to board the plane, he questioned whether going back was the right choice. Moira Young still had a very resistant attitude towards him. What if he irritated that stubborn little kitten again?

With that thought, Julian Sinclair stepped back and turned to Gary, "Prepare the car."

Gary was taken aback; hadn’t Julian just said he was returning home? Why the change to a car now?

"Master Julian, where shall we go?"

Julian Sinclair slightly frowned. If Mr. Miller were here, even just two words or one look would be enough for Mr. Miller to understand his intentions.

Seeing this, Gary felt a bit puzzled but, after a moment of reflection, asked, "Are we heading back to your home in Vesperia, Master Julian?" 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Yes."

Gary then hurried to prepare the car and subsequently drove Julian Sinclair back to his private castle in Vesperia.

Once home, Julian Sinclair called Mr. Miller again.

"Mr. Miller, how is Moira doing?"

"Young master, Miss Young has locked herself in the bedroom..." Mr. Miller commented awkwardly, glancing at the firmly shut bedroom door.

After returning home, Moira Young had Mrs. Miller bring her food to her room and then locked the door, allowing no one in.

"Locked it?" Julian Sinclair was momentarily taken aback. Does she strongly reject any interaction even when he’s not home?

"Yes, young master. Master Adrian kept pestering Miss Young to talk, but she didn’t want to, so she locked herself in." Mr. Miller explained.

Upon hearing this, the gloom in Julian Sinclair’s eyes slowly dissipated, "Lock Adrian up."

"Young master, this... this..." Mr. Miller was bewildered.

"Just kidding."

Mr. Miller was even more confused. When did Julian Sinclair start making jokes...

In over twenty years before losing his memory, he never learned jokes from Adrian, yet now he seemed to grasp it naturally...

"Let her rest well, and don’t disturb her," Julian Sinclair finally advised.

"Rest assured, young master. However, regarding the rumors about Miss Young and the media reports, should we wait for your return to address them?"

Julian Sinclair pondered for a few seconds, "Keep the information under control first. I will personally handle the details."

"Yes, young master. Please also take care of yourself."

With that, the call ended.

Due to the time difference, it was still daytime where Julian Sinclair was. He looked at the never-ending pile of paperwork on the desk, his expression indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

He wondered if the past version of himself was the same—nothing but work beyond work every day.

Julian Sinclair moved to the piano in the study, fingers gracefully gliding across each key, sensing an oddly familiar feeling.

It was as if he had played it with a girl before.

Julian Sinclair’s lips curled slightly. If he had indeed played with a girl, that girl would most certainly be Moira Young, right?

At that moment, a maid knocked and signaled, "Young master, the items previously sent from the hospital have been kept. Would you like them now?"