From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius Chapter 82: Mr. Shaw Sent a Gift

Chloe Sinclair was a little surprised. She hadn’t expected to see Assistant Winters on the set.

In this life, Chloe Sinclair didn’t know Ian Winters yet, so she just parted her lips in surprise before offering him a smile.

Assistant Winters walked over, with the little round figure beside him toddling along right behind.

Its chubby legs made a SQUEAK SQUEAK sound, looking quite comical.

"Miss Sinclair."

Assistant Winters stopped beside Chloe Sinclair, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Chloe Sinclair was slightly stunned. "You know ?"

’Logically, they shouldn’t have t before.’

"Chairman Shaw has ntioned you." Ian Winters nodded at Chloe Sinclair, his deanor warm and gentle.

Jolie Yates, who was standing nearby, was completely srized, her eyes fixed on Assistant Winters without blinking.

However, Assistant Winters didn’t spare her a single glance.

He patted White. With a SQUEAK, White lifted its head, and its big, jet-black eyes instantly brightened.

It walked over to Chloe Sinclair, spread its arms, and hugged her waist with its body, which was only 1.2 ters tall.

"Hello, I am robot number 011. You can call White."

Although White’s voice was a system-generated, chanical one, it sounded surprisingly soft and cute.

This was especially true as White tilted its head, its big blue eyes gazing at Chloe Sinclair without blinking.

Looking at White’s familiar appearance, Chloe Sinclair felt her spirits lift. She patted its large head and said, "You’re so cute, White."

White’s voice was full of cheer as it praised her, "You’re amazing, too!"

No one expected Chloe Sinclair to return the complint so readily, and the people in the control room couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

A smile flashed in Chloe Sinclair’s eyes as well.

Her gaze shifted to Ian Winters as she asked, "How has Mr. Shaw been lately?"

Ian Winters paused, taken aback for a mont, before earnestly recounting Jasper Shaw’s recent situation. "Chairman Shaw is doing very well."

Chloe Sinclair felt relieved and couldn’t help but add, "Tell him to eat his als on ti every day. Otherwise, he’ll suffer for it later."

The mont she said it, she realized it sounded wrong.

She hurriedly explained, "Mr. Shaw is so busy, he probably doesn’t eat on ti every day. My dad is the sa way because of all his business engagents, and now his health is a ss."

Ian Winters pressed his lips together in a smile, indicating that he had taken note.

Chloe Sinclair’s face flushed. "It’s really not what you think."

’How could anyone who stayed by Jasper Shaw’s side be an ordinary person?’

’Especially not Ian Winters, who had been Jasper Shaw’s assistant for over a decade in her past life.’

’He always seed to be smiling at everyone, but he was actually an old fox—the kind who could ruin a person and never pay the price.’

’Now, the mont she saw that suppressed smile on Ian Winters’s lips, she knew he was definitely plotting sothing mischievous.’

Seeing Chloe Sinclair’s clumsy attempt at an explanation, Ian Winters said, "Miss Sinclair, this is a gift from Mr. Shaw. He ntioned that he never had a proper chance to thank you for that incident."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to White.

White understood imdiately. It tried with all its might to raise its short little hands and form a heart shape over its head, but its arms were too short. It just couldn’t lift them high enough.

"Master, you’re my very own master now!"

Chloe Sinclair was so taken by surprise that she couldn’t react for a long mont.

White imdiately looked crestfallen, its blue eyes narrowing into thin slits.

It looked utterly pitiful.

Chloe Sinclair broke out in a cold sweat. "Are all the Shaw Group’s smart robots like this?"

’The robot from her past life certainly wasn’t as good at acting cute as White.’

"No. This is a program Chairman Shaw added specifically for you."

At these words, Chloe Sinclair froze, her gaze suddenly turning deep as she stared at White.

"Alright. I accept the gift. I’ll thank Mr. Shaw in person."