The True Heiress's Return

Heiress's Return 354 Chapter 354 Enrique was clearly startled when he heard Sean's voice. "Are you... Mr. Reynolds?" Sean put the call on speaker, giving Xanthe, who was trying to grab the phone back, a look that said Don't move," "Yes, it's me." Enrique went quiet for a few seconds. He mumbled something to his wife, but his voice was too low for them to hear. Afterwards, Enrique asked again. "Mr. Reynolds, are you with my daughter?" "Yeah, we just bumped into each other. "Wow, what a coincidence," Enrique chuckled a couple of times and suddenly shouted from the other end of the line with full force. "You scammer, who do you think you're fooling? No way my kid would just happen to bump into Mr. Reynolds while hiking. I don't buy it." Sean's ears were ringing from the shouting. Xanthe was holding her stomach, almost doubled over with laughter. Seeing that flashy fool so upset, she thought her dad's outburst hit the mark perfectly.

Rubbing his cars hard, Sean kept a calm tone. "Mr. Sullivan, do you remember last week when I had my secretary deliver the documents from Harmony Realty to you?" Enrique was still over there feeling proud for seeing through the con artist's tricks. "Of course, I remember. Those are encrypted files. Mr. Reynolds told us not to let a third person know, so I..." Right, this was confidential, and no third person knew. So, who else could it be but Mr. Reynolds himself talking? Enrique's voice faded, and even beca bit shaky. "Are you really Mr. Reynolds?" Sean continued, "Next month's fifth resolution meeting on the Southville development..." "Mr. Reynolds, you are Mr. Reynolds." Enrique was nearly in tears, frightened. "Mr. Reynolds, please don't be-mad, I-I-I thought it was a scammer..." Sean rubbed his temples that had been pounding for a while. "Mr. Sullivan, I'm with Xanthe, so you can relax." "Yes, I'm totally at ease. That mischievous child of mine didn't give you any trouble, did she?" That mischievous kid, Xanthe? Sean said casually, "Just sminor issues." "Even minor issues can be a hassle for you, Mr. Reynolds. Since you're with Xanthe, I feel relieved." Sean acknowledged and handed the phone back to Xanthe. Xanthe glared at him, feeling frustrated, and complained to her father who had quickly changed his mind. "Am I your daughter or is Sean?" Enrique spoke seriously, "Kid, you had your mom andso worried. Do you want to act up now? Behave yourself with Mr. Reynolds and don't cause him any trouble, okay?" "Alright. My phone's dying," Xanthe quickly wrapped up the conversation, afraid she'd accidentally reveal too much. "Okay, do you still have money in your account? Don't be too frugal while you're out there, I'll transfer smore to you," Enrique said. "Got it," she replied.

After hanging up the call, Xanthe pursed her lips. "Thanks for dealing with my dad for me." Sean found her awkward manner quite amusing. "Can you relax and stay in the hospital now?" he asked.

"No way. Now I can finally get discharged and relax at a hotel. Isn't that much better? Out there, people are always noisy, plus the constant need to sanitize everything and the lousy food-it's really annoying." Sean frowned. "Your injuries aren't healed yet. If something happens at the hotel, who's going to take care of you?" Xanthe was getting annoyed. "Well, I'm not asking you to." Sean held back his frustration, equally annoyed. "This time, I'm going to be involved whether you like it or not." Xanthe looked at him as if he were crazy. "Sean, have you lost your mind? Are you actually concerned aboutor something?" After saying this, she couldn't help but shudder. Sean was irked by her reaction. Did she really dislike his concern that much? He clenched his fist and blurted out, "Who cares about you? If it weren't for Shakira and my mom, I wouldn't even bother." 1/2 Chapter 354 Oh, I get it, Xanthe sate with a knowing nod. "I knew it. How could you care about me? It turns out you're just worried Shakira might blyou 60% Indeed, the other day, when parting ways, Shakira had asked hit to take Xanthe home, but he didn't do it, leading to the mess with Fiona.

If something happened to her again, Sean would definitely be embarrassed in front of Shakira. Man, this guy was head over heels. Xanthe thought, 'Even after seeing Mr. Lopez and Shakira being so in love, he still imagined he had a shot? And then there was Eve. If she found out that it was Sean's mistake that led to all this, he was definitely going to get a lecture. Xanthe folded her arms. "Well, I'm not too happy about staying in the hospital anyway." Sean was out of ideas. "You can leave the hospital, but no hotels. You stay at my place, and I'll keep an eye on you, okay?" "You?" Xanthe eyed him skeptically.

Sean retorted. "I'm not going to do anything to you. I'm just worried you might get into trouble. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother bringing you back." Xanthe's eyes darted around as she reluctantly agreed. "Fine." Her head bandages would probably need at least ten days to two weeks to heal, and with Sean around, she had a good excuse to keep the grumpy old men away. Thinking of this, Xanthe nodded and plopped down in a chair. "Alright then, pack up my stuff and take care of the discharge papers." Sean was amazed. "You wantto pack?" Facing Xanthe's expectant gaze, Sean sighed. "Okay." He would pack her stuff. After all, a real man wouldn't argue with a woman.

Xanthe didn't have much luggage, just a few sets of clothes in the wardrobe. Sean opened the bag and started tossing the Nothes in, one plece at a time. Being a spoiled rich kid, he certainly didn't bother folding them neatly. Suddenly, he felt a slippery, thin, and see-through piece of fabric inside. Curious, he pulled it out to take a look. When he realized what he was holding, it was like a crash in his head. His face turned red from his neck to the back of his ears.

Within seconds, he was as red as a it. "Sean, ШО cooked lobster inside and out. "Sean, what are you doing? Hurry up." Xanthe urged, not even lifting her head from her phone as she played Candy Crush

Sean snapped out of it and quickly shoved the flimsy fabric deep into the Way, acting as if nothing happened while he kept packing. But it was hard to ignore his racing heartbeat. Dang it. Why was he freaking out? It was not like he'd never had this before. Sean was really good for nothing.

In a coffee shop downtown, Yvette was all smiles, "Thanks so much, Aaron. I was really about to go crazy without your help." SEND GIFT