Unexpected Marriage: She is the Sugar Mommy!-Chapter 362: Asserting Sovereignty

Seraphina Sinclair thought, it really made sense.

As the host, how could you let the clients pay for dinner?

So she took the initiative to suggest having Sichuan cuisine, after all, it was one of the most famous cuisines in the country.

Alex nodded with satisfaction, "Let’s follow Miss Sinclair’s suggestion; whatever Miss Sinclair suggests, that’s where we’ll go to eat."

"Luckily, there’s a Sichuan restaurant nearby, just a hundred or two hundred meters away; I’m afraid I have to trouble you to walk a bit." Seraphina made an inviting gesture, indicating for Alex to walk ahead.

Alex wasn’t pretentious and immediately followed Seraphina towards the Sichuan restaurant.

To avoid Desmond Fairchild from worrying at home, Seraphina had already sent him the location before arriving at the Sichuan restaurant.

Who knew that as soon as they stepped through the door of the restaurant, they heard Desmond Fairchild’s voice.

"Seraphina, over here." Desmond sat in a conspicuous spot, gently waving to Seraphina.

Seraphina’s eyes flickered slightly, leading Alex over: "Please have a seat, let me introduce you, this is Desmond Fairchild from Cloudsea Group."

"So it’s President Fairchild, I’ve heard a lot about you." Alex naturally recognized Desmond; in Bayside City, Desmond Fairchild was practically a living signboard.

People might not know what famous foods or attractions there are in Bayside City, but everyone knows there’s Desmond Fairchild.

"This is Alex, Executive Director of Olais." Seraphina introduced to Desmond.

Men appearing around Seraphina would always be investigated by Desmond, so he naturally had a certain understanding of Alex.

Quentin Jennings had mentioned before that Alex was interested in Seraphina, so Desmond certainly could not let the two dine alone.

It was necessary to assert sovereignty.

However, Desmond seemed dissatisfied with Seraphina’s introduction, proactively extending his hand to greet Alex, "Hello, I’m Desmond Fairchild, Seraphina’s husband."

Just after taking a seat, Alex heard this, inevitably feeling a bit puzzled: "I never heard that Miss Sinclair was married? What’s going on?"

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Seraphina secretly glared at Desmond; how should she explain this to Alex?

She was indeed married before, though not to Desmond, but tracing the origin was too complex to explain clearly.

Alex was not familiar with Seraphina’s personal matters but was indeed very curious about her; before even ordering, he began asking about her private affairs.

Seraphina felt very troubled; she originally didn’t intend to talk about her matters to anyone, yet Desmond’s mention had piqued Alex’s curiosity, and it seemed unavoidable now.

She sighed deeply and had no choice but to explain briefly: "I was indeed married before, but that marriage was not happy. In the end, due to various reasons, we divorced. Later, I got together with Desmond."

"I see, but have you and President Fairchild married now?" Alex was only concerned about this point.

If they were married, he might decide to back off, but as long as Seraphina wasn’t married, he still had a chance, right?

"Although we haven’t married yet, it’s really just a matter of formalities." Seraphina shyly curled her lips, naturally wrapping her hand around Desmond’s arm, displaying the look of a delicate woman.

Even Alex, with no sharp perceptiveness, could see that Seraphina and Desmond were very much in love.

What he admired most about Seraphina was her charisma, the wise and calm demeanor she held at work; she was so dazzling, so sexy, and her image lingered in his mind.

But Alex had not anticipated seeing such a delicate side of Seraphina.

Except that the look was not directed at him, but at Desmond.

Admittedly, the result was somewhat hurtful, but fortunately, Alex’s affection wasn’t deep enough that it was still within acceptable bounds.

The sooner he knew pursuing Seraphina wouldn’t yield results, the sooner he could give up.

Being a foreigner, he didn’t have that many convoluted thoughts; if pursuing her didn’t work, then why not be friends?

The meal ended with both the host and guests enjoying themselves, and Seraphina and Alex became the best strategic partners.

On the way home, Seraphina sat in the passenger seat, her cheeks slightly flushed from two glasses of light wine, she tilted her head and looked at Desmond, "Why did you come today?"

"If I didn’t come, what if someone ran off with you?" Desmond said as he drove, freeing one big hand to rub her small head. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Seraphina pouted and showed a bit of warmth in her eyes, "You’re too petty; Alex is just a partner, does he even have such thoughts about me?"

"Just based on a man’s intuition, I know he’s interested in you." As a man, Dylan Fairchild certainly understood what another man was thinking; Alex’s gaze towards Seraphina was different from others.

Men understand men, just as women understand women.

Seraphina originally wanted to refute, but then she recalled the previous incident with Keith Hughes.

Indeed, she was quite obtuse in this regard; unless the other party explicitly expressed interest, she never thought along those lines.

"Fortunately, Alex isn’t so petty, otherwise if you ruined our cooperation, I would hold you accountable." Seraphina symbolically waved her fist, quietly threatening Desmond.

Desmond couldn’t help but smile, "Alex is Olais’s General Manager; he knows Kevin’s prospects better than I do. Even if there are small product issues, he chose to believe in Kevin, which is believing in your capability, so naturally, he wouldn’t easily cut ties with Kevin."

Desmond had considered this long ago, those who achieve great things do not bother with trifles; Alex wouldn’t abandon cooperation with Kevin over the relationship between Seraphina and Desmond.

Business is business, personal relationships are personal relationships, especially for large companies like Olais, mixing work with personal emotions is impossible.

Seraphina understood what Desmond meant too, indeed, if Olais chose her, they must trust her strength. They wouldn’t cancel cooperation over such matters.

Seraphina had drunk a bit too much, the after-effects of the wine were strong, she was already somewhat unclear.

Upon arriving home, she didn’t change her clothes and fell asleep right on the bed.

Ultimately, it was Desmond who patiently helped her change clothes, even wiped her body.

As the dignified president of Cloudsea Group, would he ever do such tasks? Only Seraphina could make him lower himself so much.

Seraphina didn’t know any of this, she fell asleep immediately upon coming home, waking up already at noon the next day.

Camille White stood at her bedside, looking slightly displeased.

Seraphina looked at him in confusion, "What’s wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Did you treat all my words as wind passing by your ears? Do you not know your own physical condition? You dare to drink alcohol?" Camille really had no way with Seraphina; wasn’t she aware of her health condition? Continuing on like this, he feared her little life would be in jeopardy.