Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 342: Anxious

Moira Young is generally fine, usually a calm girl, but whenever it comes to Julian Sinclair, she turns into an innocent girl.

Faced with the girl in front of him who was like a frightened little rabbit, even the experienced Adrian Grant couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.

He thought to himself, if Julian Sinclair really did something to let Moira Young down, he would be the first to confront him about it.

Not long after, Adrian Grant took Moira Young to a five-star hotel and only got her the smallest presidential suite. The little girl living in a large room alone would always feel unsafe.

"Adrian, where are you going?"

Moira Young had just sat down when she saw Adrian Grant heading out. She instinctively stood up, looking at him hesitantly. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Adrian Grant slightly raised the corners of his lips, reached forward, and rubbed her little head: "I’m going to look for your Uncle, you should rest first. I’ll notify you as soon as I have news, okay?"

"Okay." Seeing that Adrian Grant said he was going to look for Julian Sinclair, Moira Young finally let go of his sleeve.

"Stay in the room, there’s a food order number on the table, order something if you’re hungry, understand?" At this moment, Moira Young was like a newborn, extremely lacking in security, so Adrian Grant had to carefully comfort her.

"Okay, come back soon, I want to know the result." Moira Young lowered her eyes, her usual vibrant eyes now colorless.

"I’ll come back as soon as I can, just stay in the hotel and don’t run around. I’ll handle Julian’s situation, got it?" Adrian Grant was somewhat resigned; under the current circumstances, this was all he could do.

Adrian Grant couldn’t help but turn back repeatedly while leaving. Truthfully, he wasn’t at ease leaving Moira Young alone in the hotel like this. However, there seemed to be no better option at the moment. Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably agitated.

When Adrian Grant left, Moira Young watched him all the way, trying to see any clue from his eyes. Until he finally went out, and a door separated their sight, she truly felt afraid.

Adrian, can you find Uncle?

Moira Young sat alone on the sofa, looking at the empty room. She felt inexplicably scared, afraid that maybe Uncle didn’t want her anymore. Then, what would she do if he didn’t want her?

She stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down from the thirtieth floor; the people below were as small as ants. Her heart suddenly tightened, she took a few steps back, drew the curtains, then ran straight into the bedroom and buried herself under the covers.

Meanwhile, Adrian Grant left the hotel and went straight to the Sinclair family. This time, he went alone without any concerns. The security let him through when they saw he was alone, and he entered the Sinclair family hall unimpeded.

The hall was empty, only noises came from upstairs. He slightly furrowed his brows and went up, only to see a servant cleaning the corridor.

"Where are your master and young master?" Adrian Grant asked right away.

"It’s young master Grant, are you looking for the young master and the master?" The servant quickly let go of the mop, wiped her hands on her apron, and then replied, "Young master Grant, you might not know, but the young master and master haven’t come back recently."

"What’s going on?" Adrian Grant’s face slightly changed. Could something have happened in the Sinclair family?

At this, the servant sighed deeply, somewhat mournfully: "The young master came back a few days ago, but as soon as he returned, he had a big quarrel with the master, which made the master so angry he ended up in the hospital. However, he hasn’t come back these days, and as a cleaning maid, I really don’t know where he is now."

Adrian Grant felt a chill in his heart, and his eyes moved slightly: "Which hospital is Uncle Sinclair in now? I’ll go see him."

The servant thought for a moment and still gave Adrian Grant the address.

"Young master Grant, if you see our young master, please persuade him to go see the master." The servant’s expression was dark, worried about the strained relationship between the father and son.

Adrian Grant nodded slightly, indicating he agreed.

After leaving the Sinclair family, Adrian Grant went straight to the hospital. Of course, he didn’t forget to bring fruit and flowers.

Arriving at the hospital room, seeing the haggard Mr. Sinclair, Adrian Grant frowned.

"Adrian? Why are you here?" Mr. Sinclair seemed a bit surprised to see Adrian Grant.

Adrian Grant put on a big smile, acting like everything was fine, however, there was a hint of worry in his eyes: "Uncle Sinclair, your health..."

Mr. Sinclair shook his head slightly: "This old body of mine, it’s normal to have some illness or pain, don’t worry."

"Then I’m relieved, Uncle Sinclair..." Adrian Grant narrowed his eyes, hesitated.

"You’re asking about Julian’s whereabouts?" Mr. Sinclair naturally understood the purpose of Adrian Grant’s sudden visit.

Seeing Mr. Sinclair’s normal demeanor, without any other reactions, Adrian Grant could only speak openly: "Yes, I’ve been looking for a long time and haven’t heard from him. I wanted to ask if you know where he is now?"

Hearing his words, Mr. Sinclair’s eyes became a bit colder, and he smiled mockingly: "Is it you, young man, looking for him, or someone else looking for him?"

"What kind of words are those, Uncle Sinclair? Of course, I’m looking for him." Adrian Grant smiled at him, his handsome face showing no signs of anything amiss.

"It doesn’t matter if it’s you or Moira looking for him. Adrian, I just want to remind you, the doors of the Sinclair family aren’t open to just any nonchalant woman; you’re Julian’s good friend, you should help him, not hinder him."

Mr. Sinclair’s words were resolute, with implications that criticized Moira Young greatly.

Adrian Grant felt uncomfortable hearing this and couldn’t help but retort: "Uncle Sinclair, that’s right, but no matter right or wrong, I have my own judgment. And Moira isn’t as unworthy as you say. It’s beneath your position to say such things as an elder."

"What? Now you’re going to scold me, too, for Julian’s sake?" Mr. Sinclair’s haggard face showed even more anger, seemingly not expecting Adrian Grant to also provoke him.

"Uncle Sinclair, that’s not what I meant. Since you don’t know about Julian’s whereabouts either, I won’t disturb your recovery anymore." Adrian Grant adjusted Mr. Sinclair’s quilt meaningfully, nodded politely, and then turned to leave.

He was afraid if he stayed longer, he might infuriate Mr. Sinclair to the point of passing out, just like Julian.

After leaving the Sinclair family, Adrian Grant returned directly to the hotel. As soon as he got back, he saw Moira Young anxiously pacing back and forth in the room.

At this moment, Moira Young was extremely anxious. Although she had come to Vesperia as she wished, the closer she got, the more restless she felt inside. Adrian Grant had settled her in and left on his own. Since she was unfamiliar with the place, she couldn’t go out and was left worrying in the room.

As soon as she saw Adrian Grant at this moment, it was as if she had seen hope, and she hurried over to ask, "Adrian, how did it go? Do you have any news? Where is Uncle?"

Adrian Grant pursed his lips, looking at her apologetically: "Moira, there’s no news for the time being, but rest assured, I’ve already contacted my friends in Vesperia. I believe we’ll have news about Julian soon, so don’t worry."