Chapter 91: Chapter 90: Seventh Sister: Young Master Lu Is Idle, Lord Jing’s Complaints
Caleb Green glanced at him lightly, as if silently daring him to speak again.
Just one look, and Benjamin Green immediately quieted down, drooping his head with a cute yet helpless expression on his face.
Fine, fine, let him carry me, I can’t beat my brother anyway.
"Are you the sister Claire this little guy mentioned?"
Caleb Green observed the girl in front of him with his almond-shaped eyes, a flicker of deep meaning flashing in the depths of his gaze.
The side profile reminded him last time, and now seeing the full face, the sense of familiarity only deepened.
Claire Green lowered her gaze, "Maybe I am."
Upon hearing this, Caleb Green’s eyes smirked a bit, "Are you free? Let’s find a place to chat."
As soon as he finished speaking.
He met a pair of pitch-black eyes, suddenly realizing his words just now might have been inappropriate.
He released Benjamin Green, earnestly introducing himself, "Hello, I’m Caleb Green, I have a question to ask you."
Claire Green raised an eyebrow, smiling with interest, "Sure, let’s see what problem Mr. Green can’t solve without asking me."
...
"Miss Green, where do you come from?"
The trio sat in the corner of a café, and Caleb Green watched the person across from him continuously adding sugar to her coffee, a gentle tenderness surfacing which even he hadn’t noticed.
So much sugar, won’t it be too sweet?
Claire Green took a slow sip, indifferently saying, "Such a boring question, Mr. Green must have a lot of free time."
She meant to imply that if there was something he wanted to say, he should just say it directly, no need to beat around the bush.
Caleb Green was startled, but then smiled abruptly once he understood her underlying message, "Then I’ll get straight to the point. I heard from Mr. Julian that you were adopted by the Song family, so why do you have the last name Green?"
As the words fell.
Claire Green looked up at him, pondering for a few seconds, then casually replied, "The orphanage director chose it, and as for the Song family, they were just too lazy to change it."
"Why specifically the name Green among so many surnames, when is your birthday, do you have any birthmarks..."
Caleb Green fired off a series of questions, his tone urgent.
"Mr. Green," Claire Green’s cool voice was light, "Are you investigating households now? Since when does the Green Estate in Capital City inquire about people’s pasts?"
Benjamin Green sat on the side, propping his chin and looking blankly at the man next to him.
Why is brother acting so strange today?
Caleb Green also realized his questions were somewhat inappropriate, but seeing such similar eyebrows to that person’s, he couldn’t help it.
"I’m sorry, it’s just that Miss Green looks very much like someone I know, so I was curious."
Upon hearing this.
Claire Green lowered her eyes, hiding her emotions underneath.
Ha, what a poor excuse, although he did mention a birthmark, and the original owner indeed had one. Seems like the original owner has some connection to this guy.
"Mr. Green’s reasoning might as well be pulling friends out of thin air."
Claire Green sneered, her tone impassive and wrapped in sarcasm.
Before Caleb Green could respond, he saw the girl already standing up, followed by her calm and wave-less voice.
"The coffee was nice, thanks."
As she left, Caleb Green looked at the cup of coffee, which had only been sipped once, and couldn’t help but chuckle.
The coffee must have been good because of the sugar. A girl actually loves sweets this much.
"Bro, you’re acting really strange today," Benjamin Green’s childish voice remarked, and suddenly, as if thinking of something, he covered his mouth excitedly.
"Could you actually like Claire? Does this mean you’re about to fall out with Julian over love? That would be so dramatic!"
Cough.
Competing with Mr. Julian? He didn’t have the guts for that.
Caleb Green was choked by those unfiltered words, turned to glance at him, "Say one more word, and believe it or not, I’ll have you sent back to the old house immediately."
Benjamin Green heard this and sulkily whined.
...
Claire Green looked at the content on the computer and chuckled, no wonder Caleb Green was like that.
The Green family lost a daughter seventeen years ago, and coincidentally, the original owner appeared at the orphanage, also matching the tattoo, which is indeed interesting.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Claire Green’s lovely eyes brightened, a hint of a smile on her lips, "Brother calls every day without fail."
On the other end, Julian Sia chuckled, "You left brother alone and ran abroad, I’m not at ease."
"By the sound of it, brother seems to have a grievance?"
Claire Green’s voice rose playfully, her laid-back tone filled with teasing.
"Just a bit?" Julian Sia asked with amusement.
Claire Green paused for a second, then, realizing it, her red lips curled up slightly, "I’ll make sure next time brother doesn’t have any grievances."
"Alright, I’ll be waiting."
After he spoke.
The two of them simultaneously chuckled low over the phone.
"Claire, coming back tomorrow?"
"Mm."
"Text me when you arrive."
"Sure."
Mason Quinn sat aside, watching the man on the phone, involuntarily shivering.
Indeed, love makes people lose their rationality, even Mr. Julian isn’t exempt.
Seeing him put the phone down, Mason Quinn teased with a smile, "Mr. Julian, don’t be so reluctant, you’ll see her tomorrow."
"Scram." Julian Sia gave him a chilly look, uttering a single word coldly.
Mason Quinn rubbed his arms and immediately moved aside; Mr. Julian’s icy demeanor was rising again.
"Don’t be like that, I flew all the way here to see you, so telling me to scram isn’t very nice!"
Julian Sia’s eyes turned playful, leaning casually, "What did you do to provoke George Xyler this time? Tell me about it."
Hearing this, Mason Quinn awkwardly rubbed his nose, "Nothing like that, I wouldn’t dare provoke him."
"Really?" Julian Sia’s leisurely voice mingled with a hint of nonchalance, "You’ve done quite a few questionable things to provoke him."
These two have always enjoyed causing trouble for each other since childhood, but their affection is deep, so he just turns a blind eye to their antics.
"I really didn’t..."
Before Mason Quinn could finish his sentence, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"You definitely didn’t, either by spreading rumors I like men or by teasing my company’s female employees."
"Whoa."
Mason Quinn shuddered and immediately jumped away.
The speed of that guy was insane, I had just arrived, and he was right on my heels.
"I’m maintaining a friendly company atmosphere for you. Come on, ever since I mentioned you like guys, haven’t those female employees stopped throwing themselves at you?"
Mason Quinn looked at the newcomer with a ’I’m doing this for you’ expression.
George Xyler spoke with a skin-deep smile, "So, I should thank you then."
"No need, as your brother, such a small matter is nothing to mention."
Mason Quinn waved his hand fearlessly.
"Mason Quinn, I think you’re living a bit too comfortably lately. Let’s go, time to train." George Xyler said coldly, stepping forward to grab Mason Quinn’s collar, dragging him out.
"Mr. Julian, borrowing the space for a bit."
Julian Sia’s eyes were lazy yet interested as he casually reminded, "Be careful, don’t hit the face."
George Xyler nodded at him, a smile with deeper meaning playing at his lips.
Mr. Julian did remind him, but what’s the fun in not hitting the face when brawling?
Upon hearing this, Mason Quinn’s body instantly tensed up, oh great, Mr. Julian’s setting me up.
"Uh, George, how about we negotiate and skip training today!"
The only response was a cold laugh from George Xyler.
Watching the duo’s backs, Julian Sia slowly rose, curling his lips and following them.
If they fight, Claire might enjoy watching.