Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 284: Treating to a Meal

Being held in Julian Sinclair’s arms like this, Moira Young’s mental defenses crumbled instantly, and she couldn’t help but start crying, "Uncle, I’m so scared."

"Don’t be afraid, it’s all over now." Julian Sinclair comforted Moira Young, while giving a glance to Butler Liu behind her back.

Butler Liu immediately understood and quietly left the room.

Moira Young, like a frightened bunny, buried her head deeply in Julian Sinclair’s chest, still feeling a lingering fear in her heart.

"Uncle, if I had really been hit, would I have died?"

"Nonsense." Julian Sinclair frowned unhappily, cupping Moira Young’s small face with his large hand and warned, "Don’t ever say such nonsense again, got it?"

Moira Young nodded while sobbing.

"It’s okay, even if something really happened to you, I’d pull you back from the gates of hell. You’re mine, and without my permission, nothing will happen to you, understand?"

These half-threatening, half-pampering words from Julian Sinclair eased Moira Young’s heart a lot, and a faint smile finally appeared at the corners of her mouth.

She sighed, "I’m really thankful to Aiden Webb today, otherwise, you might really have had to visit me at the hospital."

"Oh?" Julian Sinclair raised an eyebrow slightly. He had already heard about what happened, but so what?

"Shouldn’t we thank him?" Moira Young asked, wiping her tears with Julian Sinclair’s sleeve, her misty eyes fixed intently on the man before her.

"We?" This word successfully pleased Julian Sinclair. His lips curved into a beautiful smile, and he nodded slightly, "If you want to thank him, then we’ll thank him together."

Moira Young almost jumped with joy, but she restrained herself because she was still in Julian Sinclair’s embrace.

She puckered her lips and kissed Julian Sinclair’s thin lips, feeling quite pleased.

In the next second, she withdrew from his embrace, hurriedly running back to her room, muttering, "If I want to thank him, the simplest way should be to invite him to dinner, right? Uncle, what do you think I should wear to dinner?"

"My Moira looks good in anything." Julian Sinclair’s eyes shone brightly as he watched Moira Young skipping along, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

But the smile quickly faded, replaced by a stern expression.

It seems like today was the perfect opportunity to clarify things with Aiden Webb: if he dared to have any designs on Moira Young, he would make sure it didn’t end well for him, regardless of the cost.

Little did he know, the girl he had guarded for more than a decade already had someone else in her heart. Even if he managed to drive Aiden Webb out of her world, he would always remain in her memories.

However, Moira Young knew very well that her feelings for Aiden Webb were not love.

Room 3024.

Aiden Webb received Moira Young’s invitation message: "Senior, to thank you for saving me today, I’d like to treat you to dinner. Do you have some time?"

The text was short, but he read it repeatedly, not knowing how many times.

Should he go? Should he not?

A few minutes later, Aiden Webb quickly typed out a few words in the dialog box: "Send me the address."

Receiving the message, Moira Young smiled brightly and happily showed Julian Sinclair her phone, "Uncle, he agreed, go change clothes quickly."

She herself swiftly replied with another message: "Meet at the hotel entrance in half an hour."

However, after sending this text, Moira Young waited nearly ten minutes before getting a response.

It was only one word: "Okay."

Is he really that aloof?

Moira Young thought to herself. When she first met Julian Sinclair, she always felt he was cold and unapproachable. After spending more time with him, she realized he only showed that cold face to people he wasn’t familiar with.

But Aiden Webb was different; no matter the time or place, he always wore that same icy expression, treating everyone the same way.

Having been in the crew for more than half a month, the two played opposite each other almost daily. Despite this, Aiden Webb still ignored her.

Sometimes Moira Young wondered if, without the need for script communication, Aiden Webb wouldn’t even speak an extra word to her beyond filming.

Thinking about it, Moira Young sighed deeply and mumbled to herself, "Indeed, exceptional people are always so unique."

"Uncle, have you changed?" Moira Young, ready to go out, saw that Julian Sinclair hadn’t moved, and asked softly from the doorway.

"Yes." Julian Sinclair’s deep voice came from the room, and the next moment he opened the door, appearing in front of Moira Young.

Today, Julian Sinclair was quite different; he wasn’t in his usual suit but had changed into a simple yet stylish casual outfit, making his entire demeanor appear much gentler.

Moira Young touched her chin, thoughtfully looking at Julian Sinclair.

"What’s wrong?" Feeling slightly uncomfortable from being watched, Julian Sinclair cleared his throat, "Is there something wrong with my outfit?"

"Uncle, has anyone ever told you that this type of clothing suits you very well?" The more Moira Young thought about it, the more it seemed the man before her was glowing with handsomeness.

Unlike the severe formality of suits, this kind of fashionable and simple casual wear accentuated Julian Sinclair’s outstanding aura even more. She thought even international models would have to defer somewhat to Julian Sinclair.

Julian Sinclair rarely heard such direct praise from Moira Young, and he responded with a satisfied smile, lifting his thin lips slightly, "You like it?"

Moira Young nodded eagerly, "Absolutely love it."

"Since you like it, shouldn’t there be a reward?" Julian Sinclair lowered his head slightly, pointing at his lips.

Moira Young understood what he meant and immediately stood on her tiptoes to kiss him, but in just a moment, she withdrew, "How was it? Was that enough?"

Julian Sinclair didn’t respond with words, but with a passionate kiss.

Being as domineering as he was, how could he be satisfied with such a brief touch?

Not until Moira Young was nearly breathless did he finally lick his lips contentedly and release her.

Moira Young gasped for fresh air, just about to speak when she heard Julian Sinclair whisper, "For now, I’ll let you go. You can satisfy me properly tonight."

"Uncle! What are you saying in broad daylight!?" Even Moira Young, who usually paid no mind to gender differences in front of Julian Sinclair, blushed at his words.

"Why? Are you unwilling?" Julian Sinclair’s long phoenix eyes squinted dangerously, seemingly displeased.

Moira Young coquettishly gave him a glare, "I didn’t say I was unwilling."

"So, you are willing?" Julian Sinclair smiled in satisfaction.

"The appointed time is near, we cannot keep our guest waiting." Saying that, Moira Young didn’t bother with Julian Sinclair anymore, picking up her bag and heading out, but she couldn’t hide her blushing cheeks. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Watching her fleeing figure, Julian Sinclair’s smile grew even more radiant, "So, she knows how to be shy now?"