NovelEnglishChapter 442 He never would've imagined it-Sean, usually so cold and quiet, had only met his sister once, and was already trying to steal her away? There was no way he'd agree to this marriage! "My sister doesn't care about your things. Claire, give it back to him. If you like it, I'll buy you a new one-" Before Orion could finish, Claire cut him off.
She blinked her wide, innocent eyes. "But I like it, big brother." Orion's heart shattered all over again.
Claire, I'm your big brother-the one you love most. Are you really going to leavefor Sean Foster, that walking icicle? Sean ignored Orion's look of envy and resentment. He took Claire's small hand in his own. "Con. Let's go to my place." Claire's eyes sparkled with excitement.
She'd always been curious about Sean's home. In her previous life, she never got the chance to visit. Now, finally, the opportunity was here-how could she possibly pass it up? Maybe she'd even get to see Sean's grandmother and Grace. She missed them so much.
"Yes, let's!" Claire agreed eagerly. "Can we go right now?" York frowned. "Honestly, I don't get it. There's actually a girl who likes Sean?" Zachary shrugged. "What's so strange about that? That girl from the Chase family is into him too." "You mean Cordelia Chase? Please. Sean can't stand her. She's nowhere near as adorable as Claire," York scoffed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZachary smirked. "If Cordelia ever saw Sean being this gentle with Claire, I think she'd lose her mind." Orion gritted his teeth. "If she dares lay a finger on my sister, I'll break her hand." The Foster Family.
Sean led Claire up the drive to Foster Manor.
The estate rose before them like a grand palace, set behind sweeping lawns that glowed green in the afternoon sun.
The manor itself was a masterpiece of European architecture-its pale marble façade gleamed with a soft, elegant sheen, and intricate carvings adorned the exterior walls.
Claire looked around in awe, unable to keep the wonder from her face. The Fosters were just as wealthy as the Tempests, she realized.
Heart pounding with excitement, she let Sean lead her inside.
The moment they crossed the threshold, Claire's eyes darted everywhere, searching eagerly for Sean's grandmother and Grace.
But neither of those familiar, comforting faces appeared.
The only people in the vast entry hall were a few uniformed staff, moving quietly and efficiently about their work.
Unable to hide her curiosity, Claire asked, "Sean, where is your family?" Sean's cool voice was as calm as ever. "Grandmother's at the old estate. My father's at work." Claire couldn't help feeling a pang of disappointment. So his grandmother here. It looked like she wouldn't see her today after el.
all.
Sean seemed to sense the shift in her mood. He squeezed her hand gently. "What's wrong?" "Nothing," Claire replied quickly, pushing her disappointment aside and managing a smile. "I'll show you my room," Sean said, leading her up the grand staircase to the second floor.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe pushed open the door, and Claire's eyes widened.
The room was spotless-everything in its place, not a speck of clutter to be found.
It was simply furnished, with clean lines and a sense of unde et elegance. It looked nothing child's room-more like the sanctuary of an adult man C But somehow, it suited Sean perfectly.
He sat beside Claire on the bed, and for a moment, just stared at her.
She tilted her head, gazing back at him, as if she could never get enough.
As they looked at each other, Claire inched closer, her eyes shining with mischief and affection.
Sean stiffened, caught off guard by her sudden nearness. He stammered, "Who what are very you doing?"
In the next instant, Claire leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Her voice was sweet and gentle. "I like you." Boom.
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