The cold and harsh intent hidden in Cyrus Hawthorne’s narrow eyes faded slightly, and his expression beca increasingly indifferent as he focused on her sowhat aggrieved little face.
Of course, he believed she had no romantic feelings for Sutton Jennings.
But... Sutton Jennings might not feel the sa.
"The ring’s design is nice." After a long while, Cyrus Hawthorne spoke in a soft voice, interrupting Ann Vaughn’s wild thoughts, which made her turn back in surprise.
He slightly changed his expression, hiding a faint smile at the corner of his lips: "When the ti cos, help ask him if this designer is still taking on engagent ring commissions."
What did he need this for?
Ann Vaughn looked at him with puzzled little eyes, "We haven’t even divorced yet, and you already want a second marriage... Ah!"
Before she finished her sentence, her forehead was flicked, causing her to cover it in pain, her beautiful eyes welling up with tears, "Why did you flick ?"
"Mrs. Hawthorne, you wouldn’t want to know the consequences should I hear you ntion divorce again." Cyrus Hawthorne leaned close to her ear and chuckled softly, but his tone was as cold as if it had been dipped in ice water, making her shiver involuntarily.
The outco of her spiteful ntion of divorce last ti was obvious.
Even now, when she thinks about it, her knee hurts badly.
This man... clearly had her all figured out.
Ann Vaughn gritted her teeth a little, but could only yield under his warning to avoid her knees suffering new injuries: "I, un-der-stand!"
"Good girl." Hearing her agreent, Cyrus Hawthorne’s icy deanor instantly lted away.
His thin lips slightly curved into a subtle arc, making his exquisitely chiseled, profoundly contoured face irresistibly alluring, so captivating that it was difficult to look away.
Even though Ann Vaughn could see this handso, outrageously divine face every ti she opened her eyes, she still couldn’t help but be dazzled by his beauty, her eyes losing focus.
She couldn’t help but think... Cyrus Hawthorne’s usual reticence and lack of smiles were correct.
He was already irresistibly captivating without smiling; if he flashed a smile at those opponents at the negotiation table, would they still have any chance??
It made Ann Vaughn feel an impulse to hide the beauty in front of her.
For her eyes only.
"Hmm?" Seeing Ann Vaughn seemingly in a daze, Cyrus Hawthorne lightly furrowed his brows, "What are you thinking?"
"I want to kiss you." In a mont of impulse, Ann Vaughn blurted out her genuine thought without even thinking.
A trace of a smile flickered through Cyrus Hawthorne’s stern brows and eyes.
Ann Vaughn, feeling weak all over, nestled in Cyrus Hawthorne’s arms, recalling sothing that had troubled her for a long ti, had to be said: "I don’t object to you releasing Laura Quinn, but my tolerance is limited to her behaving herself and not bothering again."
"Otherwise, I will not show her any more rcy."
Her voice was a bit cold, but more determined.
"Just wait a little longer." Cyrus Hawthorne’s narrow eyes lost their coldness as he said indifferently, "It won’t be long."
Ann Vaughn pursed her lips, "I hope so."
Third Master Hawthorne’s status in the Hawthorne Family was almost on par with Old Master Hawthorne’s, and he was Cyrus Hawthorne’s elder. If he supported Laura Quinn, only Cyrus Hawthorne would be put in a difficult spot.
She took a step back not for Laura Quinn, but to avoid making things difficult for him in front of his elders.
That’s all.
anwhile.
In the luxurious Sherwood Manor in Marinia.
Lately, for so reason, Wilder Sheridan, who was always clingy, suddenly stopped being clingy, making Jane Sheridan feel sowhat unbalanced.
Especially after hearing from the servants that Wilder Sheridan took a DNA test report to Stanley Sheridan, trying to prove that Cynthia Sheridan was not the Sheridan Family’s daughter, but Ann Vaughn was, which made her extrely uneasy.
Stanley Sheridan now doted on Cynthia Sheridan exceedingly, to the point of granting her every wish, and even the once most favored her had to take a back seat.
But all of that was based on Cynthia Sheridan being the Sheridan Family’s daughter, whom Stanley Sheridan felt guilty towards and wanted to compensate.
If it were revealed that Cynthia Sheridan was an impostor, the "coincidental" discovery of her by Jane Sheridan would also be implicated.
She now had no retreat, so she absolutely wouldn’t allow Ann Vaughn to return to the Sheridan Family.
Ding.
Brooke Ryan’s call ca in, and Jane Sheridan, sitting in front of the dressing table, looked down at it and her previously furrowed brows imdiately relaxed.
"Brooke, you’re reaching so late for what reason?"
"Jane, the person you asked to find to follow and monitor Ann Vaughn has been discovered! She even had him warn that if she told the Vaughn Family about this, what should I do!?" Brooke Ryan asked urgently.
Fool, can’t even handle such a small thing!
A flash of darkness crossed Jane Sheridan’s eyes, but her tone remained gentle: "Don’t worry, you’ve been with Grandpa and Grandma for so many years, surely you’re more important than an outsider in their hearts?"
"But Xavier seems to really like her, and during the days she was there, Grandma wouldn’t even let accompany them..." Brooke Ryan bit her teeth in hatred, "Perhaps, they really want Xavier to marry her!"
"That’s unlikely." Jane Sheridan casually blew on her freshly done nails, her tone indifferent, "Uncle won’t marry her for sure."
"How do you know?"
Jane Sheridan did not answer her, the darkness in her eyes deepening.
The Vaughn Family being good to Ann Vaughn was probably because they already knew she was Paige Sherman’s daughter.
Only a fool like Brooke Ryan couldn’t distinguish between love and kinship, thinking every woman she saw was there to steal her man.
Does she not realize that no matter how hard she works to please, she could never compare to even a single finger of the Vaughn Family’s true little princess?
Life is inherently unfair, so people don’t need to do anything and are born as the favored child of heaven, enjoying endless glory.
While others have to constantly look before they leap, even in speaking or doing anything, fearing they might beco expendable.
Why should it be so?
Jane Sheridan has been the princess of the Sheridan Family for over twenty years, all of it should have belonged to her all along. Since Ann Vaughn was lost since childhood, then why not make it complete?
Never return!
...
The next day.
Before the Vaughn Clinic’s herb inventory ran out, Imperial Glory’s herb supplier tily filled the shortage, and the grade of the herbs was much higher than before.
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