Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 270: Sent Back

Three days later, Moira Young returned to the company.

As soon as she entered the company, Joe approached her excitedly: "Moira, Moira, are we about to become famous!"

"Why do you say that?" Moira Young asked, puzzled.

"Moira, look at the people in the company. Look at how they’re looking at you!"

She hadn’t noticed until Joe mentioned it, but now she did. Everyone was looking at her with respect or envy, and the hostile or mocking glances from before were all gone.

Moira Young frowned slightly: "Why are they looking at me like this?"

"Of course it’s because of President Sinclair, Moira! President Sinclair announced your relationship a few days ago! You’re now AE’s undeniable top star!" Joe was obviously very excited.

But Moira Young didn’t feel comfortable; she didn’t enjoy being in the spotlight, especially because of such "privileges," which made her feel even more uneasy.

Pulling Joe aside, she walked a few steps to the dance studio: "Joe, from now on, let’s keep a low profile in the company, okay? Don’t stand out."

"Yeah, I got it, don’t worry Moira. Everyone will eventually get used to it over time!"

Moira Young nodded with a heavy heart, hoping it would really be like that; otherwise, she wouldn’t know how to carry herself in the company anymore.

...

On the other side, Fiona Rhodes received a text message from Julian Sinclair, asking her out.

She brushed away the gloom of recent days, quickly put on beautiful makeup, and hurriedly grabbed her bag and went out, only to run into Moira Young immediately.

"What a coincidence, Moira. Where are you going?"

Moira Young had long since torn down her facade with Fiona Rhodes, and her voice was naturally cold: "Where I go has nothing to do with you."

Fiona Rhodes wasn’t really interested in Moira Young’s whereabouts; she casually opened her phone with the screen facing Moira Young, so that Moira Young could immediately see the call record.

The name Julian stood glaringly in the first position, with the time just two minutes ago.

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll be off. Someone’s asked me out for coffee, and it wouldn’t be good to be late." Fiona Rhodes’s look of disdain passed over Moira Young’s face, as if saying, "You think you can compete with me."

It’s a shame Moira Young couldn’t care less, responding indifferently: "Then I won’t disturb your coffee date."

Saying this, she was about to leave when Fiona Rhodes incredulously grabbed her: "Moira Young, are you blind?"

"I’m not blind. Since Uncle has invited you, aren’t you going to hurry? If you’re late, the coffee might not taste as good." Moira Young glanced at her coldly, with a mocking smile on her lips.

"What do you mean?" Fiona Rhodes tightly grabbed her, not letting go.

Moira Young, however, ignored her and turned to leave.

She left Fiona Rhodes with nothing but a back view.

Fiona stamped her foot and had no choice but to leave.

Fiona drove to the cafe that Julian Sinclair mentioned, arriving right on time for their appointment.

She hurriedly found Julian Sinclair’s seat, sat down, and breathed a deep sigh of relief before finally smiling: "Sorry, Julian, for making you wait."

"It was quite a wait." Julian Sinclair said indifferently.

His words made Fiona Rhodes’s smile stiffen; she knew Julian Sinclair particularly hated tardiness.

But in a moment, she smiled again: "Julian, you called me over so urgently today; is there something you want to say?"

"Yes." Julian Sinclair continued indifferently.

"Have you thought it through? Have you decided to get back together with me?" Fiona Rhodes’s face turned slightly red, seemingly bashful.

Julian Sinclair’s cold gaze swept over Fiona Rhodes’s face, and after a while, he slowly replied: "Between us, since it’s already over, there’s no possibility of getting back together."

"Why? We were so in love before. Do you have to be so heartless to me?" Fiona Rhodes abruptly stood up, her face bleak after hearing this.

She thought he had called her to reconcile, but was he just here to humiliate her?

Did they really love each other? Julian Sinclair felt a cold laugh within. If it weren’t for leveraging the Rhodes family’s influence, why would he have tolerated Fiona Rhodes?

If Fiona Rhodes were sensible, he could even become friends with her.

But now, his patience had long been exhausted by Fiona Rhodes’s repeated harm to Moira Young.

"Julian, what do I lack compared to Moira Young?" Seeing the surprised looks around, Fiona Rhodes sat down dejectedly.

She really didn’t understand what was lacking compared to Moira Young, why Julian Sinclair would rather choose a girl with nothing than her.

Thinking of Moira Young’s charming face, Julian Sinclair’s lips couldn’t help but curve up, and he said without hesitation: "She indeed doesn’t have anything better, but you’re ultimately not her."

"Julian..."

Fiona Rhodes seemed to want to say more, but Julian Sinclair had lost his patience, moving directly to the point.

He tossed a ticket in front of Fiona Rhodes: "This is a ticket for tomorrow morning at eight; someone will escort you back to Vesperia."

"What do you mean?" Fiona Rhodes was stunned, "You’re sending me away?"

"Yes." Julian Sinclair replied unequivocally.

Fiona Rhodes’s hands trembled as she picked up the ticket, her smile looking worse than tears: "Julian, is this how you treat me after all these years?"

"Tomorrow morning, I’ll have Butler Liu escort you." Julian Sinclair offered Fiona Rhodes no chance to refuse, settling the bill and leaving the cafe swiftly.

His speed was such that Fiona Rhodes hardly had time to react.

Watching Julian Sinclair’s departing figure, Fiona Rhodes felt increasingly pained. It seemed Julian Sinclair was bent on sending her back to Vesperia.

No, she wouldn’t leave, she couldn’t leave!

Leaving meant losing everything!

...

In the middle of the night, Fiona Rhodes called her father far away in Vesperia.

After listening to Fiona Rhodes’s recount, her father was furious: "You actually got involved in the entertainment industry? You’ve utterly disgraced the Rhodes family! Instead of being a proper heiress, you insist on becoming an actress and losing face."

"Dad, Julian treated me like this, and now you’re berating me too?" Fiona Rhodes felt unbearably wronged, almost bursting into tears.

Her father seemed slightly moved but remained steadfast: "You should stop participating in the entertainment industry; just come back home tomorrow morning."

"Dad! I’m not in the entertainment industry for fun. The domestic film and television market is so vast; if I can make my mark, it would be a significant help to our family business." Fiona Rhodes tried to persuade her father with benefits.

Sure enough, mentioning the benefit to the family, her father’s expression softened somewhat, and his tone became gentler: "Tell me more."

Fiona Rhodes started to explain: "Dad, our enterprise might have considerable influence in Vesperia, but in the domestic market, it’s lacking. If I can successfully establish myself in the entertainment industry, I could greatly promote our brand, and entering the domestic market would be effortless, wouldn’t it?"

Her words tempted her father, and with plenty of hesitation, Fiona Rhodes continued: "And if I can successfully win Julian back, marrying into the Sinclair family, wouldn’t it be killing two birds with one stone?"

Faced with this dual temptation, her father eventually agreed to Fiona Rhodes’s request, allowing her into the entertainment industry, and to stay domestically.

At eight the next morning, Butler Liu came to Fiona Rhodes’s residence to pick her up, only to find the door wide open, with not a trace of anyone inside. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Lowering his gaze, he took out his phone to report the situation to Julian Sinclair.

Julian Sinclair seemed to have expected this outcome, saying calmly: "Just come back."