Chapter 316

Claire led Mandy by the hand into the house. "Mandy, have a seat. There's still some pasta in the pot-I'll get you a bowl."

Mandy grinned and plopped down. "Claire, you're so good to me. If I were a guy, I'd marry you in a heartbeat."

Claire shot her an exasperated look. "You and that mouth of yours."

Mandy stuck her tongue out playfully, earning a laugh from Claire.

Watching the two of them being so close, Sean couldn't help but feel a twitch of irritation.

As Mandy passed by him, she merely nodded in his direction—a half-hearted greeting at best-before cheerfully trotting after Claire into the kitchen.

From inside, Claire's voice drifted out. "Why are you following me in here?"

Mandy's tone turned syrupy. "It's not every day I get to see you. I'm sticking to you like glue!"

Claire couldn't help but laugh at her antics. The two chattered and giggled in the kitchen, leaving Sean to feel like a third wheel in his own house.

Just then, the front door opened and Liam walked in.

"Mr. Foster, are you ready to go?"

pasta into a bowl, froze in place at the sound of his voice. Why did

There stood a man in a silver-gray suit, gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, looking every

made Mandy's

the guy who'd handed her a

those two jerks, Victor Lewis

the Foster family home? And why was

mind spun

if sensing her gaze, Liam turned and

Mandy whipped around and stood stiff

studying her back. "Who's

nagged at him

Claire emerged from the kitchen with a steaming bowl of plain

daughter? She looked

a bell. The longer he looked,

Mandy, waiting for her to

nerves jangling in her

the tension. "Liam, have you eaten? Want to sit down

tore his gaze away and smiled at Claire, reaching

"He's already eaten."

front of him. "There's an urgent matter with the Eastborough Project. I'll take

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