Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 336: Fury

After spending heavily to bribe several shareholders who collaborate with The Sinclair Group, Father Ruan took a cup of hot tea and sat on the sofa, extremely relaxed, his facial wrinkles smoothing out.

On the other side, the airport.

Julian Sinclair had just gotten off the plane when he saw Adrian Grant walking quickly toward him, his fast pace almost like he was eager to sprint over.

Julian Sinclair narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step back, and said coldly and indifferently, "You should stop; I’m straight."

Adrian Grant, whose mind had been a bit playful, stiffened slightly before disdainfully saying, "Julian, at this time, you’re still saying such cheesy things? The Sinclair Group is in trouble, don’t you know?"

"I don’t know," Julian Sinclair replied without changing his expression, still calm and unhurried.

Knowing Julian’s demeanor, Adrian Grant resignedly took out his phone from his pocket, turned to a page, and handed it over, all the while explaining, "A few hours ago, some groups that collaborate with The Sinclair Group suddenly released statements claiming that The Sinclair Group’s newly developed robot has safety hazards and isn’t as good as publicly advertised. Several other companies who’ve heard about this have decided to terminate the contracts signed earlier."

Julian Sinclair read quickly, his demeanor turning severe.

On the pure white background, several large characters, "The Sinclair Group’s Trust Crisis," prominently occupied an eye-catching position.

Chapter 337 Tear Down the Facade

At the same time, Evan Howard was also busy and overwhelmed, having totally run out of strategies.

Nearly a week had passed since Moira Young was kidnapped at the stationery store.

During these days, people blocked the entrance of the stationery store every day, preventing normal business operations, while the shop’s reputation worsened.

He sighed involuntarily, and the clerk helping in the store cautiously asked, "Manager, what should we do? Is there still no news about Boss Moira?"

As an employee, he knew the stationery store was a partnership. Given the current situation, for his job, he sincerely wanted to resolve it quickly.

Hearing this, Evan Howard rubbed his temples in frustration and said, "No need, let’s suspend operations for a while."

The last time Moira Young was kidnapped because of this matter, allowing her to return might jeopardize her further, making him uneasy.

His gaze lingered on Moira Young’s apology text, and Evan Howard gritted his teeth, shutting the door directly.

The troublemakers finally seemed satisfied and left one by one.

The clerk held his belongings and reluctantly left.

The salary and benefits here were very good; as someone working to earn money, he was naturally reluctant.

Company.

Julian Sinclair finally sorted through everything, while Adrian Grant lay on the office sofa as if he were relieved. After a while, he suddenly sat up, saying, "Oh, I just remembered something."

"What is it?" Julian Sinclair tapped his fingers rhythmically on the solid wood desk.

This was his favorite move when thinking; Adrian Grant, without hesitation, explained, "I found out Moira’s stationery store seems to have encountered some issues..."

He recounted everything he had recently learned, and surprisingly, these seemingly unrelated events were astonishingly similar.

Julian Sinclair’s motions suddenly paused, coldness flickered in his eyes, "Investigate who’s behind these two matters."

Adrian Grant made an OK gesture and diligently began working.

After all, they’re brothers!

Julian Sinclair was equally busy, typing rapidly on the keyboard.

Several hours later, Julian Sinclair looked at the investigation data in his hand, silently confirming his suspicion.

The mastermind turned out to be Zayne Sinclair.

That impatient?

Putting down the documents, Julian Sinclair glanced at Adrian Grant, who was completely unpresentable, the latter having a sudden bad premonition.

And Julian Sinclair, who made him uneasy, nodded slightly, his handsome face darkened, "Adrian, investigate those merchants suddenly speaking about the robots; they can be bought off with substantial sums."

If they can target him for money, they can also target Zayne Sinclair for a higher price.

As long as the benefits are sufficient.

As soon as he finished speaking, Adrian Grant leaned in, "Is there any compensation?"

"Yes," Julian Sinclair was sparing with his words, but Adrian Grant was quite satisfied.

Finally, he wouldn’t be working for nothing.

And due to his concern for Moira Young, Julian Sinclair hurried back to China that evening.

Under Julian Sinclair’s swift and resolute counterattack, the situation suddenly reversed; previously defecting companies suddenly changed their minds, and the troublemakers at the stationery store also disappeared without a trace.

Next day, at the Sinclair residence.

Reading Evan Howard’s text message, Moira Young leaned her head on Julian Sinclair’s shoulder, smiling brightly and squinting her eyes, "Uncle, I have good news for you. My stationery store is operating normally again, and according to my senior, business is even better."

She was somewhat proud, somewhat boastful, and seemed to want praise.

But Adrian Grant only responded with a calm "Hmm," as if unsurprised.

Moira Young suddenly widened her eyes and asked incredulously, "Uncle, did you do this?"

Julian Sinclair raised his head slightly, and before he could speak, Moira Young was already full of gratitude, murmuring, "Uncle, you don’t need to say it; I know it was you who helped me."

Even though she hadn’t informed Uncle about this matter, it wasn’t hard for Uncle to find out.

This man always quietly does things that moved her.

For a moment, Moira Young suddenly didn’t know what to say, Julian Sinclair’s sexy Adam’s apple moved as he said, "Nothing much, Moira, I’m going to Vesperia tomorrow for a while. Be careful at home, try not to go out, and if you must, remember to take the bodyguards I gave you."

Typically silent, he transformed into a super caretaker when dealing with Moira Young, afraid he wouldn’t be thorough enough.

Though he wanted to stay in the country to protect Moira Young, Zayne Sinclair had already initiated an attack, and he couldn’t sit idly by.

Going to Vesperia to observe his movements was essential.

Upon hearing this, Moira Young showed reluctance, quietly pulling his sleeve, "Don’t worry, I’m no longer a child. I’ll take good care of myself. But for you, stay safe, and if you can, come back early."

"Okay," Julian Sinclair indulgently tousled her hair, the atmosphere quite pleasant.

Meanwhile in Vesperia, a storm was brewing.

Zayne Sinclair, listening to the secretary’s report, couldn’t help but throw the documents onto the ground, veins popping on his forehead, shouting angrily, "What did you say? Tell me again."

"Recently... recently..." The secretary was trembling, not daring to move, "Recently, the subsidiary has continuously lost dozens of collaborative projects, and the total amount has reached 2 billion."

billion, equivalent to a subsidiary’s entire liquidity; losing so much money at once, Zayne Sinclair was on the verge of exploding.