The next day.
Claire Green and her group successfully arrived in Capital City. Looking at the two people in front of her, she raised her eyebrows slightly.
"Aren’t you two going to go have a look?"
Her voice was casual, but anyone could tell she was subtly urging them to leave.
Caleb Green looked at her with gentle eyes, his voice like a spring breeze, "Mom and Dad said if I don’t bring you back, I don’t need to go ho either."
The implication was clear: I can leave, but you have to co with .
George Xyler quietly shifted his body away, not wanting to receive Julian Sia’s deadly stare.
This guy Caleb, was he possessed by Mason Quinn? With Julian Sia here, he has no chance of taking Claire Green away.
Besides, Claire Green doesn’t have a good impression of the Green Estate yet.
Feeling the coldness on him, Caleb Green t Julian’s gaze and smiled, "Of course, Julian can co too. Grandpa ntioned there’s so accounts to settle with you."
As soon as he finished speaking.
George Xyler let out a laugh, then imdiately stifled it when the couple’s gaze turned towards him.
Old Green wants to settle accounts with Julian, mostly because Julian managed to whisk away the Green family’s precious daughter.
If they really settle accounts, it’s going to be interesting.
Wonder if the old man will pull out a gun, since Benjamin Green is already sneakily thinking of shooting Julian.
"Settle accounts, what identity are you using to settle them?"
Claire Green’s indifferent and lazy eyes showed a bit of irritation, and her voice was very deep.
Hearing the girl’s words in defense, Julian’s dark eyes twinkled with amusent, his gaze towards Caleb Green was slightly challenging.
Upon noticing this.
Caleb Green was sowhat incredulous. When did Julian have such an expression?
Being happy that Claire defended him is one thing, but actually challenging him?
Seeing him remain silent, Claire Green spoke coldly, "It’s ti to go, Caleb."
As soon as she spoke, Caleb Green’s expression turned disappointed, and he quietly explained, "Grandpa just wants to talk to Julian, to ensure he’s taking good care of you..."
He didn’t even finish his sentence when the girl interrupted him.
"That’s not necessary, after all if he doesn’t do well," Claire Green glanced at the man, "then there will be no Julian Sia in this world."
My gosh.
A blatant threat.
None of them had ever seen anyone dare to say such a thing to Julian before.
But they also understood that Claire Green’s words were definitely not a joke; she truly thought so.
Julian Sia was montarily surprised, but as he processed it, joy filled him entirely. He wasn’t even upset by the girl’s words—he actually agreed.
"If that day cos, I’ll hand the gun to Claire personally."
Everyone present understood what he ant, and George Xyler and Caleb Green felt internal turbulence.
They exchanged glances and shook their heads helplessly.
These two are absolute maniacs.
Claire Green lightly raised her eyes, speaking casually, "Brother should rember today’s words."
If that day truly cos, she wouldn’t hesitate a bit.
Julian Sia ruffled her hair and then held her hand, interlocking their fingers tightly, "Mm, but that day will never co."
Watching the two walk away side by side, George Xyler fell into thought.
Before, he thought Julian’s transformation due to Claire was a good thing. But now he suddenly realized Claire’s presence has beco Julian’s threat too.
If the people from F Continent knew the master of Poppy Estate was Julian and were afraid to act against him, their attention would certainly fall on Claire.
Even though she’s Divine Healer Emma, even though she knows Drake White and J, sotis distant water isn’t enough for imdiate fire.
"Now, I truly don’t know whether them being together is good or bad."
Hearing this.
Caleb Green mused, "It’s probably a good thing, Julian surely thought the sa way as you did. Besides, you’re well aware of Claire’s skills; she’s practically equal to Julian in combat, nothing will happen."
"Let’s hope so," George Xyler lanted.
Once a person has a weakness, they’re no longer invincible. However, Caleb’s right; Claire Green and Julian have comparable combat skills, and they’re not to be trifled with.
Thinking about the fate of those who have provoked her, perhaps he’s just overthinking.
...
Julian Sia took Claire Green not to Sia Manor, but directly to Manor of River Hills.
Seeing the familiar roads, Claire Green spoke nonchalantly, "Not going to see Grandpa Sia."
"No rush, there’s sothing I need to handle first."
Julian Sia looked at her with a aningful smile.
The car soon drove through the gates of the manor, stopping in front of the villa.
Looking at the tightly closed door, recalling the man’s aningful smile earlier, Claire Green suddenly felt a mixed emotion of tension.
"Claire’s not going in?"
Seeing her standing motionless, Julian Sia raised an eyebrow slightly, his lips parted, his sexy deep voice flowed out.
Claire Green’s dark bright eyes flickered, "I suddenly feel it’s better to visit Grandpa Sia first."
She then started to turn around, but the man held her in place.
She looked up to find a pair of gentle and smiling eyes.
"Why run? Go in and have a look."
Unable to leave, Claire Green pursed her lips and moved forward to open the door.
As the door opened, the entire Manor of River Hills felt as if a switch had been flipped, with balloons appearing out of nowhere, roses sprouting up, and a fiery horse with a red ribbon around its neck... one thing after another.
Electronic billboards worldwide began repeatedly displaying a ssage.
"A lifeti for Claire is both you and ."
Claire Green looked at the dress and jewelry hanging in the manor’s living room, her eyes bewildered.
After a while.
She turned back to the man, "Brother, what are you trying to pull?"
Julian Sia stepped closer, placing his hand around her waist, his eyes serious and full of emotion, "Claire, you’re so smart, how could you not see this? I’ve always felt like I owe you sothing."
Claire Green smirked, "A confession."
"I designed both the dress and jewelry myself. I’ve never thought of dating or marriage before eting you, nor how to confess, but I feel what others have, Claire should have too."
The man’s deep eyes burned intensely, watching her closely, every word heavy with sincerity, his voice low and magnetic, recounting the love poem hidden deep in his heart.
"Claire, I once saw a saying, ’May we have years to look back upon, and with deep affection, see them through together to old age.’
As he spoke, he paused for a mont before smiling and speaking softly, "So, my girl, will you be my girlfriend?"
Never expected the man to co up with this today, Claire Green watched him for a long while before slightly smirking, her voice teasing.
"If I say I don’t want to, what would brother do?"
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, his voice echoed in her ears.
"Then I’d have to tie Claire up, keep her at River Hills, so she can’t go anywhere."
Claire Green was taken aback, then the corner of her eyes lifted, a bright smile spread across her face, her voice tinted with laughter.
"In that case, what else can I say?"
Julian Sia took the jewelry off the mannequin’s neck and carefully put them on her.
Feeling the coldness on her neck and wrist, Claire Green lowered her eyes to look, "Didn’t think brother had a talent for design."
Unexpectedly.
To her casual teasing, the man shalessly whispered in her ear, "Claire’s wedding dress in the future will also be designed by personally."
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