I initially thought Old Master White was also deceived by Nina Kerr’s facade, but it turns out he was more aware than anyone else.
"I may be old, but I’m not blind. Nina Kerr’s tricks may work on those young fools, but she can’t fool me." Old Master White took the tangerine passed by Seraphina Sinclair, smiling as he ate.
"Since you say that, I’m relieved." Seraphina Sinclair wiped her hands and solemnly promised, "She is your most beloved granddaughter. As long as she doesn’t do anything reckless, I won’t do anything to her. But if she insists on opposing me like you said, don’t blame me for being ruthless."
Old Master White nodded slightly while eating the tangerine: "Naturally."
"Speaking of which, about your boyfriend..." Old Master White wanted to know about Desmond Fairchild’s situation.
"I have no relation with him anymore, and I have no opinion about Nina Kerr being with him." Seraphina Sinclair’s hand paused slightly as she drank her coffee, feeling melancholic.
She has no opinion, but that does not mean she supports it. If they have the sense not to appear before her and annoy her, otherwise she’ll definitely tear into the scumbag and the hypocrite.
Seeing her reluctance to talk about it, Old Master White didn’t ask more questions. He only reminded, "Let bygones be bygones, one must look forward to live comfortably, instead of being caught up in past grievances."
He wasn’t just referring to the matter with Desmond Fairchild, but also the events from years ago. He hoped Seraphina Sinclair could truly let go, as the suffering was hers alone to bear if she couldn’t move past the memories.
"I know." Seraphina Sinclair lowered her gaze. She knew all too well that the past is not worth recalling, but some things are easier said than forgotten.
At least, she hasn’t yet let go of certain people.
When leaving the old mansion of the White Family, the sky had completely darkened. On the drive home with Jude Sinclair, neither mother nor son spoke.
Back home, Seraphina Sinclair coaxed Jude Sinclair to sleep and lay on the soft big bed, lost in thoughts.
She had decided to forget Desmond Fairchild before, yet every time she fell asleep, he would appear in her dreams, never fading away.
"Damn it!" Seraphina Sinclair cursed under her breath. She was truly bewitched, unable to forget such a scumbag.
Just as she was getting depressed, her phone beeped twice.
She opened it and couldn’t help but curl her lips into a satisfied smile.
"Irene, well done." She called Irene Rowe and praised her firmly.
Irene Rowe proudly lifted her chin, sounding even more smug: "Naturally, who do you think I am? So, is the result satisfactory?"
"Very satisfactory, keep it up, but don’t get too arrogant." Seraphina Sinclair looked at the news report, her smile gradually spreading.
The report explained that Shirley Lynch, a top-tier actress, had products from Olais that she endorsed and represented, which had issues. Many people followed her endorsement, but their skin developed allergic reactions.
Some experienced mild symptoms such as skin redness and itching, while others faced severe cases where their faces began to ulcerate.
Almost everyone in The Asian Region who used Olais products began to fully boycott Olais products, and even more so boycotted Shirley Lynch as the spokesperson, flooding her social media with demands for compensation due to being an unscrupulous promoter.
Not just domestically, but even in the Asian circles, the issue has exploded.
The incident escalated so quickly, Shirley Lynch couldn’t handle public relations in time, becoming the target of widespread internet abuse.
At Skylight Villa in Bayside City.
Shirley Lynch, looking at her paralyzed social media, felt her heart sink in despair.
Her legs turned weak as she collapsed to the ground, not knowing what to do.
She anxiously called Carter Grant for help, her voice trembling: "Carter, have you seen the news? What should I do, please help me, I really don’t know what to do."
"If you can’t handle even this, it only shows you lack competence." Carter Grant’s indifferent voice carried no emotion, "I have no use for a woman without capability and value."
"But you were the one who told me to take on this project, saying you believed in its prospects. I fought to snatch it from Seraphina Sinclair’s hands because of your words, so it isn’t my fault the products failed now." Shirley Lynch never expected Carter Grant wouldn’t help her, becoming anxious, "Carter, I’m begging you, please help me?"
Carter Grant reiterated, "A person without value is worthless to me, and I don’t support dead weight."
"But you’re also responsible for this! If you hadn’t praised this project, I wouldn’t have signed up for it. How can you just abandon me?" Shirley Lynch trembled all over, thinking of the large lawsuit compensation she knew she couldn’t afford.
Moreover, since Olais’s products hadn’t had issues for years and only developed problems under her agency, they would surely terminate cooperation, and she couldn’t afford the breach compensation.
Carter Grant sneered, "Although I said those words, I never told you to sign the contract, so what does this have to do with me?"
"Carter Grant, are you even human? I did all this for you! How can you burn bridges after crossing them?" Shirley Lynch, pale with rage, glared in disbelief.
"If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now." Before the words were finished, the call was already ended.
Shirley Lynch never anticipated such an outcome. She stared at her phone with intense malice.
She cursed Carter Grant as heartless, but clenched her teeth and muttered Seraphina Sinclair’s name: "Seraphina Sinclair, this is all your fault! You vile woman, I won’t let you go even after death!"
Seraphina Sinclair wasn’t entirely innocent in this matter.
Because, after all, she did orchestrate it.
Yet it was Shirley Lynch who brought this upon herself. If she hadn’t stood against Seraphina Sinclair from the start, it wouldn’t have come to this.
Seraphina Sinclair looked at the news, her gaze growing colder. Anyone who doesn’t let her live well, she’ll certainly reciprocate in kind.
Far away in Bayside City, Austin White learned about the incident and, holding Irene Rowe, remarked, "Surely a venomous woman’s heart, yet if you ask me, Godmother was too merciful this time. If it were up to me, I’d ensure Shirley Lynch’s total downfall." Newest update provided by ɴovelfire.net
"You?" Irene Rowe didn’t know Austin White’s real identity, and was amused, "Save it. What can a child like you do? With just your hacker skills?"
"Mm-hmm." Austin White affirmed, feeling a sense of discontent and frowning, "Stop always treating me like a kid!"
Irene Rowe quickly realized she had stepped on a sore spot and rushed to apologize, "Yes, yes, it’s my fault. You’re not a child; you’re already a grown man."
Austin White laughed noncommittally, his handsome face showing a hint of an embarrassing blush.
Irene Rowe, unable to resist this adorable sweetness, took advantage of the moment when Austin White was off guard and kissed his cool thin lips.