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Sierra Sinclair saw the situation unfold, and a trace of uncontrollable panic flashed in her eyes.

She needed to quickly find a way to separate Vincent Lancaster and Byron Sinclair; the longer they stayed together, the higher the risk of her being exposed!

But Yvette Thompson was still entangling her, and she couldn’t find a mont to spare.

Mr. Mike seed to know Julian Lancaster. When he saw Julian, his eyes widened, and he exclaid, "Oh! Julian..."

Julian Lancaster raised an eyebrow at him, as if Mike had rembered sothing.

In Veridia, Julian Lancaster was mysterious and low-profile, disliking having his identity known, nor did he ever leave any images behind.

This was a reminder to not broadcast his identity.

The tone of Mr. Mike shifted as he excitedly said, "I didn’t expect you to attend Elysian’s new product launch today."

Even though Elysian was a brand of Zenith, Mr. Mike thought Julian wouldn’t attend, as the Lancaster Group’s business was vast, and such a small launch didn’t require his personal involvent.

Nina Sinclair saw Byron Sinclair walking over, and annoyance crossed her face.

Seeing Byron reminded her of issues with her mother, and his past favoritism towards her stepsister and stepmother. Despite her displeasure, she didn’t want to start an argunt with Byron in such a setting, embarrassing everyone.

Byron Sinclair, however, was long accustod to Nina’s cold deanor towards him.

He looked at Nina gently, smiling as he encouraged, "Nina, today’s launch was very successful. You did an excellent job."

"Thank you, President Sinclair," Nina replied coldly.

This attitude from Nina, however, stirred Yvette Thompson’s displeasure.

She and Vincent both relied on Byron. How could they let him be mistreated? What kind of attitude was this from Nina? How dare a woman with no background act this way towards soone like Byron?

Yvette imdiately started to lash out.

She looked sharply at Nina, rudely commanding, "Nina Sinclair, how can you talk to President Sinclair like that? Apologize to him imdiately!"

Nina looked at Yvette coldly, "Who do you think you are? Why should I apologize?"

There was no way she would let Yvette bully her; apologizing was out of the question.

Sierra Sinclair was originally racking her brains on how to clean up the aftermath, not expecting Nina to walk right into trouble, like having a pillow handed to her when she was sleepy.

As long as Nina and Yvette stirred trouble, no one would focus on her matters anymore.

Sierra, with a gentle expression, approached holding Nina’s hand, softly advising, "Nina, don’t be so willful. President Sinclair is an important client. You should apologize to him."

Nina was already in a bad mood, and now Sierra’s hypocritical act of persuasion made her feel even worse.

She forcefully pulled her hand back.

Sierra staggered backward as if she had been pushed by Nina, heavily bumping into Yvette.

Tears welled up in Sierra’s eyes, and she pitifully said, "Nina, why did you push ? I was just asking you to apologize to President Sinclair."

Vincent Lancaster saw this and imdiately stepped forward to protect Sierra in his arms, "Sierra, how are you feeling? Where are you hurt?"

After checking on Sierra, he glared at Nina, reprimanding, "Nina Sinclair, how can you be so vicious?"

Byron Sinclair’s brow furrowed, and his expression turned somber.

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