Chapter 2 The Man Who Slept with You That Night

Four years later.

Sean Vanderbilt, the pride of the Vanderbilts, had not returned to Ascalon but had been living in Silverton.

While others might not know why, Victor certainly did.

Mr. Sean was butting heads with Claire!

The woman who had slept with him four years ago had seemingly vanished fro the earth, leaving no trace of her whereabouts.

Sean controlled the nation’s largest conglomerate and had an elite team under his command. He had utilized all his connections to search for Claire, yet nobody could find her.

Despite the aid of cutting-edge technology, they couldn’t catch a glimpse of a single strand of Claire’s hair.

This drove Mrs. Vanderbilt to desperation. Over the past four years, she had made countless phone calls, but Sean remained resolute in his decision not to return to Ascalon.

“Sean …” Mrs. Vanderbilt couldn’t let it rest and continued pleading on the phone, “Your nephew has found a girlfriend this year. You’re already thirty-two. If you don’t marry soon, people will call you an old bachelor.””

Sean, walking through the airport while talking on the phone, said, “Everyone addresses me as Mr. Sean of the Vanderbilts. Who would dare to undermine m reputation?”

reputation?”

Mrs. Vanderbilt was directly choked by his words and coughed a few times.

Among her five children, Sean was the one who caused her the most worry.

Sean was her precious child, and she had spoiled him rotten since he was little. However, this indulgence had led to him developing a stubborn and

unruly temperament. He was like a wild horse that had never been tethered, running free without constraint. Now that she wanted to control him, it proved impossible.

After her coughing fit, Mrs. Vanderbilt wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and sobbed, “I haven’t been feeling well lately. My heart keeps hurting. I just wanted you to come back and start a family before I pass away. Can’t you fulfill such a simple request? Sob, sob, sob…”

Sean was accustomed to this ploy of Mrs. Vanderbilt’s and didn’t find it strange at all. He had seen her use it on his father countless times.

His father fell for it every time, but he didn’t.

It wasn’t that Sean didn’t fall for it, but rather that he had become numb to

“Alright, Mom, please don’t cry anymore. If your heart isn’t well, see a doctor. I have to go through a security check now.”

“Ah, wait a moment!”

Mrs. Vanderbilt knew Sean was about to end the call, so she quickly said, “Brighton is not far from Ascalon. Why don’t you come home after you’re done in Brighton? I miss you.”

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more than 1,300 kilometers away from Ascalon. And this

exquisite cigarette case. “Alright, if I have

about to hang up, suddenly,

frowned and

a plaid skirt that showed off her fair thigh. She also

light makeup that enhanced her natural beauty. It was hard to

she tilted her head and smiled

glanced down at the business card on the ground and removed

smiled and shrugged, her eyes glancing at the cigarette

smoking is not

the driver has been waiting at the gate for a long time. Don’t dawdle

the girl waved her hand at Sean

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lips curled into a sly arc. “Claire, I’ve been waiting for

screenwriter C. S. Lawrence for a long time, and he was starting to get impatient. He had already texted Lawrence’s assistant, who said

kept glancing

you looking at?”

Looking down, he saw two girls who appeared to be in high school. Feeling somewhat annoyed, he said, “If you’re looking to be extras, head over to the film set.

girls giggled lightly. “Hey, Claire, did you see that? They think you’re only fit

rolled her eyes at her assistant. This little assistant always enjoyed joking around

off the wrapper, and popping it into her

who sent you to pick

was

  1. having achieved fame several years ago. The driver looked at Claire and then at the girl next to her. He couldn’t tell

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waste any more time, Claire said, “I am C. S. Lawrence. I wrote ‘The Twenty-Fifth Hour.””

The driver was tongue-tied, his eyes widening like saucers.

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the driver’s expression. “Hahaha. Don’t be fooled by her appearance. She just likes acting cute. In reality, she’s already …”

elbowed her, and Julia held back the rest of her

come to his senses, excitedly opening the car door and

Lawrence.” While driving, the driver eagerly asked, “Can I take a photo with

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fell in love with me is because she thinks I’m just like Max Taylor from your novels. Even though

Max Taylor?

at best a

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