The Billionaire’s Surprise Twins by A Young Cabbage

Chapter 369: He Will Pay the Price!

To Claire’s delight, Sean admitted the truth with little persuasion, making her jump around him like

a joyous kangaroo. “Go on, tell me.”

Sean smirked mysteriously, sighing deeply. “Actually, when Nolan Hayes suggested we go to the island

I had my suspicions. It’s not so much doubt, but more that I always like to have a backup plan. I’m

not one to fully trust others with my safety.”

Claire nodded, her eyes sparkling as she tilted her head to gaze into Sean’s.

“When Nolan stood up. I discreetly snapped a photo of him with my phone. As soon as he left, I texted

Logan, sending our location and instructing him to contact me at 10 PM. If he couldn’t reach me, he

was to follow the coordinates to find us, potentially on the island, and to apprehend Nolan. That’s

all there was to it.”

So, Nolan Hayes was the name of the young man.

Claire let out a knowing “oh,” her fair hand gently grasping Sean’s. “Ah, the wisdom of experience

prevails. If it weren’t for you, I might have been sold without even realizing it.”

Sean raised an eyebrow, pulling her into his embrace. His cool lips pressed a kiss on her smooth

his eyes flashing a cold, dark light. “Claire, anyone who dares to harm you will pay

price!”

a hot pan, sweating profusely. “What! The yacht hasn’t returned yet?

contact? What is going on?!”

don’t care how you do it, but find Nolan and

the event. If anything happened to her under their watch, the organizers would be held responsible. Not to mention Frederick’s status as the president of Vanderbilt Group.

Will Pay the Price!

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walked in, frowning at the manager’s anxious expression. Approaching, he asked

and the others? Why haven’t they

–

a couple of days to recover. He intended to talk with Claire again after all, she was

couldn’t stay angry

to no avail and had only just

him to rush to the organizers for

headache doubled. He took a deep breath,

are. The yacht is missing, and I can’t reach

them.”

root in his heart. Not known for his patience, the word ‘missing‘ tore through his usual

What have you done? Wasn’t one of your people on that yacht?”

hard under the fiery wrath of Joseph

we can’t reach him either…”

the manager’s collar, he lunged forward, slamming the manager against the desk behind him. The sharp edge of the desk nearly broke

fear. “I truly don’t know what happened. But rest assured, I’ve sent people out to search. Killing me won’t bring them back faster. Instead, why don’t you also send

understood that the organizers had no motive to harm Claire and the others. This was

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