Sweet Wife So Charming: CEO: Hold Back Your Heart-Chapter 343: Nausea

As soon as Moira Young heard this, her eyes reddened and she collapsed onto the sofa beside her, murmuring, "Where on earth has Uncle gone? Could he really be with Fiona Rhodes? If that’s truly the case, why wouldn’t he tell me directly? If he just said the word, I would leave without hesitation, without hesitation..."

As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer.

Leave?

Easy to say, but could she really do it?

She had been with Julian Sinclair since childhood, her feelings for him had long been deeply rooted, how could she leave just like that?

Adrian Grant, after all, had watched Moira Young grow up. Seeing her like this, he felt awful inside and could only comfort her over and over while urgently asking people to find news about Julian Sinclair.

In the office of The Sinclair Group’s branch.

Zayne Sinclair’s lips curled up, clearly in a good mood.

"Oh? Really? Adrian Grant is looking for Julian Sinclair? This is quite the news."

"Yes."

The moment the assistant finished speaking, Zayne Sinclair sneered and said maliciously, "It seems my cousin and that little girl have quite a deep relationship. Alright then, I’ll generously disclose a bit, otherwise, I’ll seem too unkind."

The assistant, of course, dared not speak up, and Zayne Sinclair chuckled wickedly, "I’ll go and meet Adrian Grant, I’m curious to see what tricks he can pull."

After the assistant left, Zayne Sinclair lowered his eyes. In truth, he quite envied Julian Sinclair. Even though Julian always had a rift with their father, their father was forever biased towards Julian in terms of inheritance, and he even had someone like Adrian Grant who would do anything for him as a friend.

This was what made him most jealous, why? Why did Julian Sinclair have everything good, while he was destined to be a foil to Julian?

Absolutely not!

As he thought of this, Zayne Sinclair sneered again. What’s the matter with him? He, Zayne Sinclair, doesn’t need these useless emotions. With or without his father’s support, he is determined to get the position of heir! All these obstacles, Julian Sinclair, their father, Adrian Grant, he will clear them one by one!

When Adrian Grant heard that Zayne Sinclair had arrived, his expression was hardly pleasant, having had no news of Julian Sinclair left Adrian with a sense of foreboding. Now, Zayne Sinclair’s arrival seemed less than friendly.

Nevertheless, he invited Zayne Sinclair in.

Once inside, Zayne Sinclair didn’t stand on ceremony, taking charge and seating himself on the sofa, demanding: "Blue Mountain coffee, no milk, no sugar."

Naturally, Adrian Grant never took Zayne Sinclair seriously and wasn’t about to obediently make tea.

His reaction was to be expected by Zayne Sinclair, who didn’t mind.

Adrian Grant wasn’t interested in playing around with Zayne Sinclair, so he spoke coolly: "I wonder what brings Master Zayne to grace us with his presence."

Zayne Sinclair lifted his eyelid with curiosity all over his face: "It’s nothing major, just heard Mr. Grant has been looking for Julian Sinclair, and as his brother, I was worried upon learning of my brother’s disappearance, so I came to see if there’s anything I can assist with."

Seeing Zayne Sinclair’s irritating face, Adrian Grant had begun making calculations in his heart, lightly raising the corners of his lips: "Does Master Zayne have any guidance?"

Zayne Sinclair raised an eyebrow: "I wouldn’t call it guidance, but I have a clue to share with you."

"Oh? Really?" Adrian Grant crossed his arms, seemingly indifferent.

Seeing that Adrian Grant didn’t ask further, after waiting a while, Zayne Sinclair couldn’t help but speak: "Aren’t you curious, Mr. Grant, what sort of clue it is?"

"Since Master Zayne doesn’t want to share, why should I force it?" Adrian Grant remained as poised and detached as ever, his face still wearing a distant smile.

This unflappable demeanor infuriated Zayne Sinclair, Julian Sinclair always looked at him with that same disdainful gaze, and now Adrian Grant was looking at him like that?

The more he thought, the more irritating it became, his expression twisted with malice as he eyed Adrian Grant: "Adrian Grant, why not work with me? Julian Sinclair is just an incompetent coward, following him only brings disgrace. A man so worthless, drowning in women due to some bad mood, is no different from trash."

I must say this phrase from Zayne Sinclair contained a lot of information. Adrian Grant’s mind automatically blocked the first part, only hearing the latter—Julian Sinclair, due to a bad mood, immersed himself in women.

He almost doubted his ears, who was Zayne Sinclair talking about? Julian Sinclair? Immersed in women?

Knowing Julian Sinclair since childhood, Adrian Grant might not dare say much else, but regarding Julian’s character, he was clear—he always held Moira Young in the palm of his hand, it was impossible for him to stray with other women!

Thus, Adrian Grant, as if hearing a joke, countered: "Do you think I would believe your words?"

Zayne Sinclair chuckled, spreading his hands: "I know you don’t believe me, but that’s alright, seeing is believing. I’ll take you to see whether you believe it or not."

Looking at Zayne Sinclair’s aggravating demeanor, Adrian Grant gritted his teeth, deciding to follow Zayne Sinclair to see his so-called truth.

Zayne Sinclair took Adrian Grant to a luxury hotel. Below the hotel was a large bar, and upon entering, seeing the smoky atmosphere, Adrian Grant couldn’t help but furrow his brows.

Though he frequently visited such places, he didn’t find it strange, but the thought of Julian Sinclair possibly being submerged in such a place depressed him further.

Seeing Adrian’s expression, Zayne Sinclair felt quite pleased, thinking to himself, hopefully, you’ll remain confident in your trust for Julian Sinclair’s character later.

Zayne Sinclair led Adrian Grant to a private room door, but before pushing it open, they heard sounds of laughter and chatter inside. Having known Julian Sinclair for thirty years, Adrian didn’t mistrust his ears—the voice unmistakably Julian’s, uttering shocking words even a seasoned flirt like him blushed at.

Seeing Adrian Grant’s incredulous look, Zayne Sinclair was overjoyed, pointing at the door: "Well? Do you still trust? Want to go in and take a look? Imagine Julian Sinclair’s surprise seeing you."

Adrian Grant considered Zayne Sinclair’s behavior revolting, directly pushing him aside and leaving.

After leaving the hotel, Adrian Grant still hadn’t recovered. Now there was news of Julian Sinclair, but the news was more unsettling than the absence of it. Especially thinking of returning to the hotel and confronting Moira Young’s tear-stained eyes, he felt exhausted, unsure how to convey this to Moira.

Sitting in the car, Adrian Grant anxiously scratched his head, yet what must be faced must be faced, he drove back to the hotel.

Upon arriving, Adrian routinely went to see Moira Young. Moira’s complexion hadn’t been good due to acclimation issues, yet upon seeing Adrian Grant, she urgently inquired: "How did it go? Adrian? Is there any news?"