After work, Nina Sinclair got into Julian Lancaster’s car to go home together.
Watching the scenery slowly recede, she felt relaxed and cheerful, as if she’d shrugged off a great burden.
Perhaps she was still a bit annoyed when Heidi Leighton appeared today, but after learning that Rachel Rowe and Ramona Aldridge were joining her team, she finally felt relieved.
Although they would only join Elysian in a month, to her, this was good news.
Nina Sinclair took out her phone to check on something, though it was unclear what she was thinking.
The email she had sent out that afternoon had not received any reply.
Nina Sinclair sent the message to Sunny Hale, who had been a designer under her at the Sinclair Group. Later, after that big event, she left the Sinclair Group, and Nina wasn’t sure how she was doing now.
Nina greatly recognized Sunny Hale’s design talent, believing she could definitely make a name for herself given time.
However, years had passed, yet she hadn’t heard anything about Sunny Hale in the industry, and didn’t know what was going on.
Julian Lancaster noticed Nina Sinclair bowing her head, lost in thought.
He asked casually, "Still worried about things three months from now?"
In theory, he had already arranged for Marcus Walsh to hand over those two carefully selected designers to Nina Sinclair. Why did she still look worried?
Nina Sinclair gently shook her head, "No, I’m just thinking about some things from the past."
Before Julian Lancaster could inquire, Nina Sinclair proactively said, "Big Bao, did you know? History is astonishingly similar..."
Hearing that nickname, Julian Lancaster’s brow twitched. He was now somewhat regretting having casually uttered that name; it really sounded terrible.
He did his best to ignore it, clearing his throat as he asked, "When you were at Sinclair Group?"
Julian Lancaster’s eyes deepened. According to the information he’d investigated earlier, Nina Sinclair had suffered considerable grievances at Sinclair Group, and perhaps she was recalling those past events.
Nina Sinclair sighed softly, "Yes, back when I was at Sinclair Group, my father made me compete with my stepsister, and later, at a critical moment, I was framed for stealing a fellow designer’s draft, and ultimately lost to Ruby Sinclair..."
She seldom mentioned this matter, but now, in front of Julian Lancaster, she couldn’t help but lower her guard and expose her vulnerable past.
"Hmm, this won’t happen at Zenith," Julian Lancaster promised softly, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"Now I have to compete with Heidi Leighton again, and Rebecca Lowell, one of the participants back then, is also on her side. This time, I won’t lose to her!"
Nina Sinclair said, her eyes shining brightly, like stars in the sky.
Looking at Nina Sinclair’s eyes filled with affection, Julian Lancaster responded gently, "Hmm, I believe in you."
Seeing him trust her unconditionally, Nina Sinclair’s cheeks couldn’t help but blush, "Alright, let’s not think about this anymore. What are we having for dinner tonight?"
"It’s up to you." After saying this, Julian Lancaster seemed to have thought of something, suggesting with deeper meaning, "We can have something nourishing."
At his words, Nina Sinclair suddenly felt like she was on fire. The source of thɪs content is NovᴇlFɪre.nᴇt
She couldn’t help but recall what happened last night between them; they did exert quite a bit of energy. If it weren’t for being occupied with other matters today, she might not have been able to ignore her fatigue.
To appear more composed, Nina Sinclair glanced at him, blurted out quickly, "Are you that weak?"
Julian Lancaster’s eyes suddenly darkened.
What man could tolerate being questioned like that by his woman?
He smirked coldly, "Let’s discuss whether I’m weak or not tonight."
Can she take back her words now?