The Billionaire’s Surprise Twins

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 Who is Claire?

Elena was only one step away from joining the prestigious family. All she had to do was take that step and sit alongside Sean. And then, her identity as Mrs. Vanderbilt would be established halfway.

Victor suddenly raised his hand to stop her as she got within five steps of Sean.

She furrowed her brow and scowled at Victor. “What are you doing? Didn’t you hear Mr. Vanderbilt invited me to come over?”

Victor smiled coldly as his low but merciless voice heard. “Mr. Sean didn’t call for you.”

Not her?

How could that be?

Elena shrugged her shoulders and boldly jutted out her chest. She looked pitifully at Sean and said, “Mr. Vanderbilt, look at him. He’s not letting me pass. I’m so sad…”

She spoke with that sickeningly sweet tone. Victor rolled his eyes with

disgust.

Why did every woman lose the ability to speak correctly in front of Mr. Sean?

Sean didn’t even glance at Elena. His gaze swept over her and locked onto Claire’s face. “Claire, how much longer are you going to stand there?”

Claire?

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Who was Claire?

Why did that name sound familiar?

Claire yawned lazily and wandered over. In the meantime, everyone else became

confused about whom Sean was referring to as Claire.

“Don’t blame me, Sir. You didn’t address me by name. How was I supposed to know you’d called? Wouldn’t it have been embarrassing if you hadn’t called and I had confidently gone over?”

Elena’s face went from pale to red. Why did she get the sense that Claire had

mocked her?

She was called shameless and told she’d be embarrassed to death!

For two days, the entire crew had flatteringly told her that Sean had developed something special for her. She had even believed it herself, so she went straight over once Sean finished speaking.

Now, she was humiliated that everyone on the crew was watching her.

She glared venomously at Claire as she approached her. But Claire acted as if she didn’t exist. She walked past her and stepped on her dress a few times as

she went by.

As Claire got closer, Sean raised his hand and tapped her forehead. “Besides you and me, who else in the crew would I recognize?”

Claire wincingly placed her hand on her brow. “Ouch!”

Sean didn’t remove his hand. But instead flipped it over and rested his palm

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against Claire’s forehead. “Why is your forehead so hot? Do you have a fever?” Sean asked as the warmth of his touch caused his brows to knit.

His palm was cool and comfortable to Claire. But with dozens of eyes on them, she felt a little embarrassed.

Although Sean is an elder, he is a handsome man. This intimate gesture could lead to misunderstanding.

“It’s nothing. I was a bit dizzy in the morning, but I took medicine at noon and napped for a while in the afternoon. I’m doing much better now.” She said as she brushed Sean’s hand away and sat near him.

Sean’s gaze turned icy in an instant. “In the morning?”

Mr. Smith’s and the producer’s hearts raced faster, and they exchanged glances Both of them recognized Claire had requested departure in the morning. What were they saying at the time?

Their gazes turned to Elena’s assistant face at the same time. It was all because of this darn woman. Could they have pushed Claire to come if she

hadn’t called her out for being overly dramatic?

This was a disaster! If Claire complained to Sean about them, they might say goodbye to their future chances.

The assistant shrank back. She was scared by their stares and took steps backward. Those eyes were too intimidating as if they were about to swallow

her.

Claire’s lovely laughter flowed over just as Mr. Smith and the producer were on edge.

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“I did feel ill in the morning. Fortunately, Mr. Smith and the producer took care of me. Otherwise, I couldn’t get out of bed right now.”

Mr. Smith and the producer were both delighted. They hadn’t expected Claire to be so understanding. They walked over and didn’t want Elena to get in their way. Then, Mr. Smith shoved Elena to the side.

“We must take care of her. Ms. Lawrence is the youngest in the crew, and we

all cherish her.”

“That’s right! Ms. Lawrence is the soul of our crew. We can’t do anything Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

without her, and we can’t let her get sick.”

Elena fell softly to the ground. Her eyes looked red as she gazed at Sean. However, Sean’s gaze remained fixed on Claire even though Elena cried out miserably. He didn’t even spare her a glance.

Mr. Smith and the producer both purposefully avoided her presence. They stooc next to her without offering assistance.

Elena looked so frustrated. She bit her lip and then stood up on her own.

“Pfft!” Julia couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter. Elena’s condition was an excellent example of how glorious and triumphant she had appeared ir the past, only to find herself in such a pitiful state now.

Sean’s expression improved slightly. He grabbed Claire’s furry jacket and

said, “Why were you wearing such thick clothes?”

Claire gazed down at her clothes and recalled Julia’s generosity. She gave a faint smile and said, “It’s because I’m afraid the air conditioning in the

dining room will be too cold. My cold might worsen if I sit beneath it.”

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“Victor, turn off the air conditioning!”

Sean stood up again after giving the order. Then, he removed his black suit

jacket and placed it on the seat. His fingers naturally fell on Claire’s

shoulder as he said, “This one is too thick. It might have the opposite effect.”

His movements were light and graceful. Claire gazed up at him and delicately pursed her lips when she noticed his serene demeanor. She took off her furry sweater with his help.

The next moment, a warm coat was placed over her shoulders.

Sean’s suit was warm and had a light mint scent to it. Claire felt much better as the scent enveloped her.

Mint was indeed helpful to her. The scent energized her thoughts, eased digestion, and expelled wind.

Mr. Smith and the producer exchanged glances and a silent laugh.

Who gave a damn about Elena?

Mr. Sean has his sights set on Claire!

Look at his delicate tone and tender movements. He was genuinely caring!

Claire had just noticed that the rest of the crew was still standing there. They looked so awkward. She discreetly tugged at Sean’s pants under the table and said, “Sir, are you just going to let everyone stand like this?”

She kept her voice quiet, not wanting to embarrass Mr. Smith or the produce

Suddenly restrained, her fingers were ready to slip out of Sean’s slacks.

Claire’s heart skipped a beat, and she tried to take her hand back automatically.

Sean applied soft but hard pressure to keep her from escaping.

His palm was warm and dry, and he had no calluses. Claire didn’t feel uncomfortable, but her heart was racing!

What was he trying to do?

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