Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 377: I Am Not Qualified

Eventually, the small tram stopped in front of a warm glass house, where they were about to dine.

Upon entering the cozy interior, Jasper Sinclair helped Nora Northwood remove her wool coat, and the waiter by the table took it, hanging it carefully on the rack, ensuring it was impeccably neat without a single wrinkle.

Her outfit was still the sa as earlier in the day, with the only difference being that the sheepskin jacket had been replaced.

Compared to her, Jasper Sinclair’s shirt and trousers appeared much more formal, the cold white shirt fitting snugly at the waistline, paired with a light brown striped tie, exuding unparalleled elegance and nobility.

"Jasper, does The Sinclair Group have a presence in France?"

Nora Northwood realized she was genuinely unaware of The Sinclair Group.

She had always seen Jasper Sinclair as a capitalist, as a businessman. The recent trip to France allowed her to slowly co to terms with the fact that she had underestimated the situation.

This man was far wealthier than she had imagined, not only in terms of money but also in power.

"There is a branch company, primarily dealing in luxury and custom high fashion, along with several new energy projects." Jasper Sinclair summarized the vast fashion industry with a few understated words.

After answering, he queried, "Nora, does this an you’re not paying enough attention to ?"

Nora Northwood cleared her throat in an attempt to cover up her embarrassnt; although she didn’t want to admit it, she had to.

"It’s just that I’m not very focused on the company matters; my attention is entirely on you."

After a mont of silence, Jasper Sinclair switched to a more serious tone: "In a few years, when Grandma Sinclair steps back, you will be the next matriarch of the Sinclair Family. You not only need to understand but also learn about the Group and every mber of the Sinclair branches."

These words, he had never ntioned to Nora Northwood, not even a little.

Initially, he thought Nora Northwood was a girl with so scheming, so he didn’t plan to communicate too much. Later, he worried that speaking out would make her feel extra pressure, so he kept silent.

However, just because so things weren’t said doesn’t an they won’t happen.

Grandma Sinclair was getting older, and health issues were creeping in, leaving the ticulous elder feeling overwheld.

This responsibility could not be entrusted to the second family, and the third family had long settled abroad.

As the eldest son of the Sinclair Family, Jasper Sinclair had the obligation and ability.

After all, it was his fault for not giving Nora Northwood an early heads-up.

"If I can’t handle it, what should I do?" At this mont, Nora Northwood, like a deflated balloon, her eyes that were just watching the chef had already started darting around aimlessly.

"This isn’t a job; it’s a symbol or perhaps an honor. You’ll do wonderfully."

Being the matriarch of a billion-dollar empire certainly sounded glamorous.

Nora Northwood thought that if she shook her head at this mont, she would definitely be considered ungrateful.

Yet, in this room, only the two of them were from Celestia; no third person would know of her ingratitude.

So, she spoke up: "Jasper, to outsiders, this might be an imnsely honorable thing, but I don’t want my whole life confined to one place."

She had her ambitions, her career, and her aspirations went beyond that, a fact Jasper Sinclair had always known.

After her words fell, the entire restaurant plunged into a deathly silence and stillness.

Even the temperature seed to drop to the extre freezing point.

The chef not far away also sensed the shift in atmosphere, but unfortunately, he understood nothing.