Peter Sinclair snapped, "I’d love to, but that damn girl Claire refuses to co ho. What am I supposed to do!"
"There are plenty of ways, Uncle. If you trust , leave this to . I guarantee I can get your son-in-law-to-be released."
Peter Sinclair’s interest was imdiately piqued. "What do you have in mind?"
"You’re Claire Sinclair’s father, so you must have a way to get her to co ho. Tomorrow night, bring her to The Monarch Grand Hotel. Young Master Quincy has a function there, and I’ll arrange for her to et him."
"But the problem is, that damn girl Claire never listens to . Even if she ets Young Master Quincy, it’ll be hard to get her to bring it up!"
Seth Payne smiled faintly and whispered sothing in his ear.
Peter Sinclair looked shocked as he listened, but he finally nodded.
Seth Payne patted his shoulder and stood up. "It’s getting late, Uncle. Don’t drink too much. You should head ho so your family doesn’t worry."
"Right, right. I’m heading out now..."
Peter Sinclair placed a hundred-yuan bill on the table and staggered away.
A mont later, Seth Payne also left the small restaurant.
He walked to a black sedan parked at the curb, opened the door, and got into the back seat.
In the back seat sat a distinguished man who carried himself with a gentle and refined air. He was handso and clearly extraordinary.
Seth Payne reported in a low voice, "Young Master Kingsley, it’s done."
This was Ethan Kingsley, head of Aridia’s largest conglorate, the Westfla Group. He was also a presidential candidate, ranked just behind Adrian Quincy. And he was a ruthless man.
Everything Seth Payne had just done had been orchestrated by this man.
The car slowly pulled away.
Seth Payne couldn’t help but ask, "Young Master Kingsley, do you think Adrian Quincy will fall for it?"
The corners of Ethan Kingsley’s lips curved into a smile as warm as sunshine, but his deep voice was ice-cold. "Claire Sinclair and Quinn Sinclair are identical. I refuse to believe he won’t have any feelings for this woman. It’s just a pity... such a beautiful pair of sisters, both ruined by the sa man."
Seth Payne said, "There are countless good won in the world. You can have any woman you want, Young Master Kingsley. There’s no need to pity soone like her."
"Heh..." he chuckled. "That fiery phoenix, Quinn Sinclair, always gave the cold shoulder when she was alive. I wonder if she’d jump out of her grave if I put her little sister into Adrian Quincy’s bed and then snatched the girl away for my own amusent."
Seth Payne: "..."
’Such a twisted desire for revenge... Probably only Young Master Kingsley would think of sothing like this.’
...
「Early evening.」
Claire Sinclair went by herself to a supermarket near Evergreen Garden, filling a shopping cart with groceries.
As she was heading to the checkout, she rembered she’d forgotten to grab so pads.
The mont she turned, her cart suddenly slamd into another one with a loud crash.
"CRASH—"
Countless pairs of curious eyes turned to look.
Claire wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She apologized profusely, "I’m so sorry, I didn’t an to!"
"What a coincidence. I didn’t an to, either." Ethan Kingsley watched the cute, flustered girl with amusent, his voice refined and captivating.
’As expected of twins. They really are identical.’
’Compared to her sister, this one’s eyes are more alluring. There’s a vulnerability to her that could make a man fall for her at first sight, easily stirring his protective instincts.’
’This type of woman is the most dangerous of all. Once a man gets entangled with her, it’s nearly impossible to break free.’
’A classic fem fatale.’
When Claire got a clear look at his face, her eyes widened. "You’re... wait, what was your na again? Ian Kingsley?"
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