Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 275: Ribbon-Cutting Ceremony

"Oh?" Julian Sinclair was originally upset, but hearing this, he got interested again. He leisurely looked at her, "Need help? Tell me about it."

"Actually..."

"Hmm?"

Moira Young steeled herself, stomped her foot, and said directly, "Actually, I’ve partnered with some friends to open an art supply store. The renovation is already complete, we’re just about to open for business, and I want to invite you to cut the ribbon for us."

With Julian Sinclair’s capabilities, how could Moira Young hide such a small matter from him? He already knew her whereabouts shortly after she went out in the afternoon.

He said in a low voice, "It’s just opening a shop, why didn’t you tell me before?"

Moira Young pouted, "I wanted to prove myself, to let you know I can earn money to support myself. Besides, I don’t want to rely on you for my entire life."

"Not just for your life, but in this life and the next, I’m willing to let you rely on me forever." Julian Sinclair pinched her little face affectionately, "You don’t need to hide things like this from me. Whatever you want to do, you know I’ll support you."

His words were indeed enticing, but Moira Young fell silent.

She wanted to rely on him again, but having gone through so much, perhaps subconsciously, she had already set up a barrier in her heart.

Seeing her remain quiet, Julian Sinclair felt a slight irritation for no particular reason. He didn’t wait for her to react and directly pushed her onto the sofa in the study, his thin lips pressing down firmly.

"Uncle..." Moira Young was startled by his sudden movement and instinctively wanted to resist, but her red lips were promptly sealed.

She blinked her clear eyes in confusion, looking at him. At this moment, Julian Sinclair’s low, hoarse voice reached her ears, "Moira, you should close your eyes now."

Moira Young was stunned for two seconds, but eventually obediently closed her eyes, allowing Julian Sinclair to kiss her between her brows and on her cheeks.

Perhaps the sofa was somewhat restrictive, Julian Sinclair wasn’t content with just kissing, so he scooped up Moira Young and returned to the bedroom.

Julian Sinclair hugged her tightly, almost wanting to merge her into his body, and whispered in her ear, "Moira, be good, call me Uncle."

The man’s voice carried an unusual allure, and Moira Young almost instinctively followed his guidance, "Uncle..."

Hearing her soft and tender call, Julian Sinclair bent down and kissed Moira Young’s small mouth again.

The brightness of the room made even the moon outside shy away, hiding behind the clouds.

By dawn, Moira Young woke up from the soft bed, her whole body aching painfully.

Recalling last night, her face flushed red. But before she could feel shy, the phone by the bedside rang.

She raised her sore arm, laboriously picked up the phone, and answered, "Hello."

"Moira, I’ve checked the date, tomorrow is an auspicious day, why not open tomorrow?" Evan Howard’s voice came over the phone.

At this moment, Moira Young’s back was aching, and she had no energy to consider anything else, so she could only reply, "You handle it."

"Then remember to come early tomorrow morning, by nine o’clock."

"Okay, got it."

During dinner in the evening, Moira Young casually mentioned the opening time to Julian Sinclair.

Julian Sinclair neither agreed nor disagreed, and she didn’t dare to ask further.

The next morning, Moira Young got up early.

While having breakfast, she realized Julian Sinclair wasn’t there, so she asked Mrs. Miller, "Where’s Uncle?"

"The young master said there’s some business at the company, so he went to handle it."

"Oh." Moira Young’s eyes dropped in disappointment, she hurriedly ate a few bites of breakfast before going out.

By the time she arrived at the store, it was already 8:40, and the ribbon-cutting ceremony was twenty minutes away. Evan Howard hurriedly ushered her inside to prepare, even pinned a little red flower on her chest.

She laughed, "What’s this for?"

Evan Howard pointed to the same small red flower on his chest with pride, "How about it? Doesn’t it look festive?"

"Does it?" Moira Young didn’t think so.

But since Evan Howard found it festive, she wore it regardless.

Close to nine o’clock, as Moira Young was about to cut the ribbon herself, a handsome figure appeared out of nowhere in front of her.

She was surprised and opened her mouth slightly, whispering, "Uncle, I thought you weren’t coming."

"When did I say I wasn’t coming?" Julian Sinclair replied in a low voice.

Moira Young’s eyes were filled with smiles, since Julian Sinclair was willing to come for the ribbon-cutting, that was perfect.

Julian Sinclair’s appearance made the atmosphere on-site instantly lively. Many onlookers were discussing who the real boss backing this store was, who could invite someone like Julian Sinclair for the ribbon-cutting?

As the store manager, Moira Young was directly ignored by them, none would have thought, she was the one who invited Julian Sinclair.

And the only one, able to invite him.

"This store has some background, from now on I’ll buy all my child’s stationery here." Such sentiments were heard among the crowd.

Once one person started, naturally others followed suit.

Seeing the entrance already crowded with people eager to shop, Moira Young no longer lingered, deciding to start the ribbon-cutting.

Julian Sinclair stood coolly in the middle of the red ribbon, Moira Young and Evan Howard stood at the ends.

After Evan Howard said a few words at the opening ceremony, at his signal, the three of them cut the red ribbon together.

"To celebrate our new store opening, all art supplies and stationery are twenty percent off. Spend over five hundred and receive a stationery box," Moira Young announced with a smiling face.

Upon hearing about the discounts and gifts, the crowd rushed in like mad.

With Julian Sinclair as the living billboard, no one dared question the quality of the store’s stationery, some even bought art supplies worth thousands.

After the first batch of customers was entertained, two hours had already passed.

Moira Young worried Julian Sinclair might not be happy staying, so she suggested he go home or to the company first.

Julian Sinclair, however, was unwilling, coldly saying, "I’ll wait for you."

"Thanks to you, the business at the store is so good today, but good business means we’re busier. I’m afraid Evan can’t handle it alone," Moira Young didn’t want Julian Sinclair to wait too long, so she gently reminded him she might have to stay busy for quite a while.

"Hire staff." Julian Sinclair coldly responded.

Moira Young was taken aback, glancing at the constant stream of customers, it seemed she should hire two or three employees to help, otherwise, they couldn’t manage.

This task might be prepared for tomorrow, fearing it couldn’t be done today.

But with Julian Sinclair insistent on waiting, Moira Young had no choice but to let him wait.

They stayed busy until three in the afternoon when they finally sighed in relief.

Seeing Julian Sinclair waiting for so long, Evan Howard quietly said to Moira Young, "President Sinclair has been waiting for half a day, maybe you should go back with him first?"