The Billionaire’s Surprise Twins by A Young Cabbage

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 wasn’t

into his pocket and pulled out an exquisite cigarette case.

was about to hang up, suddenly, someone lightly tapped him on

frowned and turned around.

youthful clothing, with a plaid skirt that showed off her

face was lovely, with light makeup that enhanced her natural beauty. It was hard to tell her

the ground, she tilted her head and smiled

it. He glanced down at the business

eyes glancing at the cigarette

reminder, Sir, smoking is not allowed in the airport,” she said.

the driver has been waiting at the gate for a long

the girl waved her hand at Sean and happily

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

outside the airport checked his wristwatch for the umpteenth time. He had been waiting for the screenwriter C. S. Lawrence for a long time, and he was starting to get impatient. He had already texted Lawrence’s assistant, who said they would be out shortly after picking up their luggage. But so far,

his neck, he kept glancing

you looking

was lightly touched on the shoulder. 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

see that? They think you’re only fit to be an extra.”

assistant always enjoyed joking around with people, and she liked to tease anyone, regardless

the wrapper, and

Claire turned to the driver. “It was Mr. Smith who sent you

was

1. of romantic novels, having achieved fame several years ago. The driver looked at Claire and then at the girl next to her. He couldn’t tell their ages for sure,

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

The driver

Lawrence, who was so

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that readers would yearn to be in a romantic relationship, was actually

the driver’s expression. “Hahaha. Don’t be fooled

her, and Julia held back the rest of

then did the driver come to his senses, excitedly opening the

driver eagerly asked, “Can I take a

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novels. The reason she fell in love with me is because she thinks

Max Taylor?

suddenly. Max was at best a minor character in