Nina Sinclair anxiously waited all afternoon before finally seeing Julian Lancaster return.
Upon hearing the door open, she immediately jumped up and rushed forward. Seeing Julian Lancaster, she took his coat and asked, "How did it go? What did the real Julian Lancaster say?"
Julian Lancaster gave Nina Sinclair a sidelong glance.
With a subtle expression, he sat down on the sofa. Nina Sinclair, already on edge for so long, became even more anxious seeing Julian Lancaster’s mysterious demeanor.
"Come on, say something! How did it go? He shouldn’t know about this, right?"
This was the first time in her life Nina Sinclair had ever done anything bad. Finding someone to impersonate another person and deceive others made her feel incredibly guilty.
Julian Lancaster glanced at her and said coolly, "So what if he knows?"
Nina Sinclair’s face turned pale as she had anticipated the dreadful consequences. As for how to handle it, she would personally go and apologize.
Seeing Nina Sinclair terrified and losing her composure, Julian Lancaster found it quite amusing.
Despite being so timid, she dared to make him deceive people.
He decided not to tease her anymore and was about to speak when he suddenly heard Nina Sinclair say, "Or... maybe I should go apologize to him tomorrow? Perhaps he’ll forgive me for admitting my mistake."
Julian Lancaster snorted, "Not necessarily."
"How do you know? You’re not the real Julian Lancaster. A big-hearted group president wouldn’t be so petty, right? He wouldn’t mind such a trivial matter."
"Do you know him better, or do I?" Julian Lancaster said, shutting Nina Sinclair up.
She sighed deeply, admitting, alright, she truly didn’t know that Julian Lancaster.
Nina Sinclair sat deflated on the sofa, looking distressed. "What should we do now? We definitely can’t impersonate him anymore."
Previously, Sharon Lancaster had suggested this idea because the real Julian Lancaster was supposed to be abroad on a business trip, and she could assist alongside, making it hard for anyone to suspect anything fraudulent.
Yvette Thompson and Vincent Lancaster, those two hypocritical mother and son, will definitely be eager to invite him to the engagement party.
She feared she’d be there to make a fool of herself, not to confront.
Julian Lancaster replied unhurriedly, "I have a plan."
Nina Sinclair eagerly looked at him, "What? What plan?"
Julian Lancaster leaned back, his lips curled slightly, his eyes seemingly saying: Let’s see your performance.
Nina Sinclair quickly caught on, stood up to pour Julian a glass of water, then came over to attentively massage his shoulders, serving him thoroughly, "Stop teasing, hurry and tell me."
After enjoying Nina Sinclair’s service for a while, Julian Lancaster slowly said, "He’s only back for two days and will soon go on another business trip, so you don’t need to worry."
"Really?" Nina Sinclair was overjoyed.
Everything became clear skies, and all Nina Sinclair’s worries disappeared. She was in the mood to cook again.
The next day, Nina Sinclair went to Zenith.
She planned to have a serious discussion with Vincent Lancaster, and she had gathered all the evidence confirming his approval of the plan.
After searching around but not finding Vincent Lancaster, she called him. He seemed to be busy with something and didn’t give her much trouble; he simply said to proceed according to the original plan and quickly hung up. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt
Nina Sinclair was thrilled, thinking her luck was extraordinary, even heaven seemed to be helping her. Not only would Julian Lancaster leave soon, but her work was going smoothly too.