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

none

heat up, she quickly averted her gaze, as if her eyes had been scalded, and said, “I chose the pen name ‘C. S. Lawrence’ because I think this name will bring me good luck. C is for Claire. S is for Shakespeare, my favorite author. Lawrence is derived from the word laurel, a Roman symbol of

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momentarily, and he was getting a

name, he subconsciously associated

he didn’t expect Claire to choose this because of Shakespeare.

with a “ding,” the elevator door opened.

hands and casually slipped his right hand into his pocket. “Hmm. You’re quite cultured indeed.”

if he were genuinely discussing an ordinary

face and watched his figure as he stepped out of the elevator. She stuck her tongue out at him playfully.

by “quite cultured”?

seen in decades. She had excellent character and excellent grades. Claire even

around and looked at her.

her pink tongue and awkwardly hurried beside

on the top floor of this building, the 88th floor. Within the spacious office area, not a

filled with men, and Claire

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some disdain for women.

top floor was the company’s heart. Seeing that there wasn’t a single woman in sight, Claire couldn’t help but wonder if Sean held a relatively

women.

Sean, she could feel the scrutinizing gazes of

office

a

a hallucination. I saw it too!”

this floor off-limits to outsiders? Even the managers of the company

personally brought her up. It’s obvious he doesn’t see her as

Then who is she

“Hehe…”

group of men chuckled suggestively. “She must be

“That’s not necessarily true. The Vanderbilts are quite extensive. She might be a distant relative’s younger generation.”

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look at this.”

and on the screen was the Facebook post that Valeria

the girl in the picture the same

and nodded one after another,

personally! Have you seen Mr. Sean reply to anyone’s Facebook post