Sharon Lancaster looked again in the direction of the garden, where there happened to be a surveillance camera.
A bright glint appeared in her eyes.
She could go and monitor what this person was going to say to Nina Sinclair, see if they were going to reveal her brother’s identity!
Sharon immediately sprang into action and hurried to the surveillance room.
Unexpectedly, when she opened the door to the surveillance room, she saw Julian Lancaster sitting inside.
Even though Julian Lancaster was just sitting there quietly, his silent presence overwhelmingly filled the entire surveillance room. The security guard, who was supposed to be on duty, was nervously attending by his side, not daring to breathe loudly.
"Brother? Why are you here? Didn’t you get my message earlier? Why didn’t you go out? Don’t you know that Nina and that Joel Thatcher... they might..."
Julian Lancaster raised his hand, signaling Sharon not to speak, and said, "I know."
Earlier, he had been in the surveillance room the whole time, and nothing outside had escaped his notice.
He didn’t deliberately avoid appearing; he was waiting for Marcus Walsh to arrive. Before Walsh came, he couldn’t easily show up in front of Nina Sinclair; otherwise, some things couldn’t be explained away.
At this moment, the voices of Joel Thatcher and Nina Sinclair came through the monitor.
Both of them were immediately drawn to it.
"What do you mean by investigate thoroughly?" Nina Sinclair asked, her face heavy as she looked at Joel Thatcher.
Joel Thatcher smiled and said, "Fool, I just met Julian Lancaster a moment ago."
Hearing this, Sharon Lancaster drew in a sharp breath.
She quickly tugged at Julian Lancaster, saying, "This guy seems to want to expose your identity. What should we do now? Won’t Nina be upset?"
Julian Lancaster thought about how Nina Sinclair might become even more distant upon discovering the truth, and his expression suddenly turned icy.
There was already a significant gap between them, and if Nina Sinclair got angry with him over these matters, wouldn’t it just provide others with an opportunity?
Especially this Joel Thatcher in front of him.
Thinking this, a faint hostility appeared between Julian’s brows.
He took out a walkie-talkie and pressed the button before giving some instructions in a deep voice. The other side repeatedly agreed.
Sharon listened next to Julian, and upon hearing his instructions, she couldn’t help but widen her eyes.
Awesome! Her brother sure knows how to handle a rival!
Meanwhile, in the small garden.
Joel Thatcher pondered his words, then looked serious and said, "Nina, your so-called husband, he..." The most update n0vels are published on ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet
Before Joel Thatcher could finish his sentence, countless splashes of water poured down from above, drenching him to the bone; Nina Sinclair beside him wasn’t spared either.
At this moment, a person dressed as a villa attendant came running over.
"Sorry, sorry! I didn’t know you two esteemed guests were here. It’s the time for us to water the flowers. I’m very sorry. Are you all right? I’ll get you a set of new clothes to change into. I’m really very sorry!"
Joel Thatcher took a deep breath and wiped the water off his face!
He was pretty sure this seemingly accidental disaster was arranged by Julian Lancaster. If it wasn’t Julian, then he’d walk on his hands!
The attendant seemed to have premeditated this, as Joel Thatcher was soaked through, water dripping from his clothes, and his hair stuck to his forehead in strands.
In contrast, Nina Sinclair nearby seemed much better off, with only a section of her skirt wet.