The Billionaire’s Surprise Twins by A Young Cabbage

Chapter 12 Quite Cultured

Sean slipped his right hand into his pocket. “Why are you asking like this?”

“Heh…” Claire smirked mockingly, turned her head to look at him, and said, ” You know I’m C. S. Lawrence! Don’t deny it. You saw me just now, and you werer t surprised at all. You came up and asked me why I didn’t call you. It’s obvious you knew! So, was the script not really a problem at all? Did you just casually devise an excuse to trick me into coming here?”

The word “trick” was probably the first time someone dared to use it on Sean.

This woman, Claire, was young but quite audacious.

Sean raised an eyebrow and turned to face Claire. He said, “Speaking of this, I’d like to ask you something.”

Towering over her at six feet and six inches, Sean loomed like a mountain. His presence emanated an immense pressure that instinctively forced Claire to take a step back.

“What … what do you want to ask?” She stammered.

Sean curled his lips slightly, moved closer, and glanced at the work badge hanging from her chest. “C. S. Lawrence. C is for Claire, and S is for what? Why did you choose this pen name?”

Huh?

What’s wrong with that?

Claire was utterly perplexed by his words. Under his overwhelming presence,

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she quickly retreated two steps, appearing weak, vulnerable, and helpless.

However, the elevator was only so big, and her back was soon pressed against the cold elevator wall. She had no more room to retreat.

With a sharp “smack,” Sean placed both hands against the elevator wall, imprisoning her between himself and the wall. He lowered his head, his gaze fixed on her eyes, exuding a dangerous aura all over his body. “Hmm? Can’t come up with an answer?”

The man’s presence enveloped Claire entirely. She could even feel his breath brushing against her hair.

At such a close distance, Claire felt a sense of danger, yet for some reason, she knew that Sean wouldn’t harm her.

She raised her head, and her gaze met his delicate lips. Despite being a man, his lips were rosy, more enticing than any lipstick color.

She had seen such tempting lips before…

Ugh!

was she still thinking

before her was none

because I think this name will bring me good luck. C is for Claire. S is for Shakespeare, my favorite author.

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froze momentarily, and he

he first saw this pen name, he subconsciously associated the initial

choose this because of Shakespeare. Although, it

“ding,” the elevator door

slipped his right hand into his pocket.

genuinely discussing an ordinary matter

his figure as he stepped out

cultured”? She already

had not seen in decades. She had excellent character and excellent grades. Claire even had a

and looked at her. “Aren’t you

pink tongue and awkwardly

top floor of this building, the 88th floor.

was filled with men, and Claire couldn’t

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probably had some

the office adjacent to the CEO’s office on the top floor was the company’s heart. Seeing that there

women.

she could feel the scrutinizing gazes of those men, giving her

office that the men outside swarmed

believe my eyes. Did I just have a hallucination? Mr.

I

isn’t this floor off-limits to outsiders? Even the managers of the company can’t come up

“Are you an idiot? Mr. Sean personally

an outsider? Then who is

“Hehe…”

suggestively. “She

The Vanderbilts are quite extensive. She might

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look at

and on the screen was the Facebook post that Valeria

girl in the picture the same as the one here?”

nodded one after another,

seen Mr.