Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 245: Cufflinks

Seeing that the man was indeed completely drunk, Fiona Rhodes felt a surge of secret delight.

She called softly twice, "Julian, Julian..."

As expected, Julian Sinclair didn’t react.

Fiona simply walked to the opposite side of Julian Sinclair, looking at the man’s god-like face even when drunk, her heart couldn’t help but race, and her face flushed.

She quietly leaned close to Julian Sinclair’s ear, "Don’t worry, Julian, I’ll give you an unforgettable birthday."

...

Sinclair Mansion.

Ever since Moira Young left, Adrian Grant felt a sense of unease; it was rare for him to have a birthday, yet something had to go wrong.

When he heard the mansion’s door being opened from the outside, he felt more at ease, then turned around and began to complain, "I say, what’s going on with you, can’t even have a proper birthday without someone running off..."

Adrian Grant’s words stopped abruptly when he saw the woman entering the living room with Julian Sinclair.

Julian Sinclair’s arm was draped over Fiona Rhodes’ neck, while Fiona’s arm hugged Julian’s waist.

The two of them appeared so intimate.

Adrian Grant squinted his eyes and spoke lazily, "What’s this all about? If I’m not mistaken, Miss Rhodes was dumped by our dear Julian, wasn’t she? So, is this unwillingness, coming all the way from Vesperia to deliver herself?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Adrian Grant was in a bad mood due to Moira Young’s departure, and now, he wasn’t holding back at all with his words.

As expected, Fiona Rhodes’ face turned pale instantly, "Adrian Grant, what nonsense are you talking! Julian had originally agreed to celebrate his birthday with me today, he’s happy to have me with him. Tonight, he even asked me to come back with him! And as for you, why don’t you go back to your own home instead of staying at someone else’s?"

Adrian Grant had grown up knowing how to talk with different people, but he had never seen a woman so good at lying through her teeth. Saying she celebrated the birthday with him, then what were all the things he prepared for last night? Were they for ghosts?

Thinking this, he couldn’t help but look at Fiona Rhodes with amusement, "According to Miss Rhodes, you wouldn’t be planning on staying here tonight, would you?"

"I’m Julian’s woman, what’s wrong with staying here?"

Adrian Grant assessed Fiona Rhodes, then said flippantly, "Judging by Miss Rhodes’ proper demeanor, I thought you’d be more reserved. Didn’t expect you’d be so deprived of male company that you’d need Julian alone? Do you want me to join in for some excitement?"

"You...you shameless!" Fiona Rhodes didn’t expect Adrian Grant to say such things, and instantly regarded him as if he were a germ, "How could Julian have such a disgusting friend like you!"

"You’re right, Julian Sinclair indeed has a friend like me. Ever heard the saying ’Birds of a feather flock together’? Miss Rhodes, you’re still young, I advise you to open your eyes wide and not keep heading down a dead end, or you’ll end up empty-handed."

With that, Adrian Grant pulled Julian Sinclair away from Fiona Rhodes.

Julian Sinclair was too drunk to be aware, only mumbling something repeatedly that sounded like "Moira, Moira..."

Adrian Grant waved Fiona Rhodes away impatiently, "Alright, Miss Rhodes, have a safe trip out."

With that, he stopped caring about her and helped Julian Sinclair upstairs.

Fiona Rhodes instinctively wanted to follow, but then the housekeeper, Mrs. Miller, approached and respectfully gestured towards the door, "Miss Rhodes, please."

Fiona Rhodes watched Julian Sinclair’s retreating figure, a trace of unwillingness flashing in her eyes. Just a little more!

She was so close to spending the night with Julian Sinclair!

If Moira Young could see this scene, it would be spectacular!

It’s all because of Adrian Grant! He jumped out at the crucial moment and ruined everything!

Fiona Rhodes stomped her foot, snorted with resentment, then turned and left Sinclair Mansion.

The next morning.

Julian Sinclair was awakened by the dazzling sunlight.

His head was pounding, and as he called for someone.

Mrs. Miller entered. Seeing that Julian Sinclair was awake, she sighed in relief, "Mr. Sinclair, you’re finally awake."

"Bring me some water."

"Here it is, with honey added for your stomach," Mrs. Miller said, handing over the warm water she had brought up earlier.

After drinking the water, Julian Sinclair felt a bit more clear-headed.

"Where’s Moira?" he asked, his voice raspy.

"Miss Moira, she wasn’t at Sinclair Mansion last night..." Mrs. Miller felt uneasy.

"What do you mean she wasn’t at Sinclair Mansion?" Julian Sinclair frowned, his tone turning cold.

"Miss Moira went home yesterday..."

Julian Sinclair’s face darkened.

"Damn it, Julian Sinclair, you’re finally awake!"

The door to the room was pushed open from the outside, and Adrian Grant, like a gust of wind, came in and downed the remaining half cup of honey water left by Julian Sinclair.

Julian Sinclair scowled, "That’s my cup!"

"So what if it’s your cup!" Adrian Grant stared, "Do you know I saved your life yesterday! It’s just a drink of water, from now on this cup is exclusively mine!"

"What do you mean you saved my life?" Julian Sinclair kept his face cold.

Adrian Grant was annoyed at his nonchalance, "How dare you ask me! Let me ask you, what was the scene with you and little Moira? Why was Fiona Rhodes the one who brought you home last night?"

Julian Sinclair rubbed his temples, only able to remember promising to have dinner with Fiona Rhodes yesterday, then drinking a lot, and after that, it seemed to be Fiona bringing him home...

"Where is Fiona Rhodes?"

"Where? You tell me! Aren’t you disappointed she’s not in your bed!"

"Adrian Grant, are you looking for trouble?"

Seeing Julian Sinclair’s face completely darken, Adrian Grant stopped pushing his buttons, "I drove her away, OK?"

Julian Sinclair’s expression softened a bit, "Consider that you owe me one."

Adrian Grant rolled his eyes, "I say, you’ve been in and out with little Moira, just when things were looking up, why are you tangled with Fiona Rhodes again? No matter how much of a leech she is, if you, Mr. Sinclair, show your displeasure, she wouldn’t dare to cling on."

Adrian Grant then remembered something, "Damn, you haven’t lost your memory and completely forgotten about little Moira’s goodness and switched to liking Fiona Rhodes, have you?"

Julian Sinclair gave him a speechless look, "You can leave now."

Receiving Julian Sinclair’s silent dismissal, Adrian Grant swallowed his remaining words, "Alright, alright, I’m leaving, just ponder these things yourself."

With that, he shut the door and left.

Julian Sinclair sat on the bed, his deep eyes filled with contemplation.

After a while, the housekeeper knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"Young Master, the gardener found this in the grass while trimming this morning."

Julian Sinclair took it and saw it was a cobalt blue velvet box.

For some reason, holding this box, Julian Sinclair had a curious premonition that it was something Moira intended for him.

For once, he felt a bit nervous.

After a moment, he opened it.

Inside was a pair of gold cufflinks.

The buttons were engraved with two letters — "ME".