CHAPTER 27: CHAPTER 27: DID SHE MISUNDERSTAND SOMETHING?

In the evening, Julian Lancaster returned to the apartment after work.

He opened the door with a stern expression, intending to settle accounts with Nina Sinclair.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped inside, he smelled an enticing aroma coming from the kitchen. He closed the door and walked toward the kitchen.

Nina Sinclair was busy, wearing an apron, her graceful waist outlined perfectly. Her long hair was casually tied up, giving her a lazy elegance.

Upon hearing the noise, she turned around and smiled, "You’re back, dinner will be ready soon."

Julian Lancaster pursed his lips, "Did you meet Sharon Lancaster today?"

"Yeah, how did you know?" Nina Sinclair looked at him in confusion.

She was puzzled about how he knew of her meeting with Sharon since she hadn’t told him about it.

Seeing Nina Sinclair’s innocent expression, Julian Lancaster snorted quietly in his heart.

He placed the bag in his hand on the kitchen counter, "Did you ask Sharon to give me this?"

Nina Sinclair took it, opened it, and looked inside.

A moment later, her expression froze, and she awkwardly said, "Um... I didn’t ask Sharon to give you these, maybe she misunderstood something."

Was it really not Nina Sinclair?

Julian Lancaster frowned, his once firm belief slightly shaken.

He was silent for a moment, "Never mind."

After speaking, Julian Lancaster turned and went into the room, while Nina Sinclair still felt a bit confused. However, recalling what she had seen, she couldn’t help but take out her phone to call Sharon Lancaster.

Unexpectedly, the call showed that the line was busy.

Who was Sharon Lancaster on the phone with?

At this time, Julian Lancaster was in the room, scolding Sharon on the phone.

"Bro, I’m just thinking about the future happiness of you and Nina. What you’re doing now isn’t a solution. If you really have issues, it’s better to go see a doctor early."

"Shut up! Don’t meddle in my business anymore!" Julian Lancaster gritted his teeth.

His face was gloomy; he was very certain that his function was perfectly normal.

It was precisely because it was too normal that, with Nina Sinclair sleeping beside him, even without doing anything, he was still restless.

Maybe Sharon was right; he should get some medication to avoid doing something foolish.

Coming out of the room, Julian Lancaster resumed his usual demeanor.

He ate just like he normally would, except at night, he put on two extra layers of clothing and wrapped himself in a thick quilt, finally getting through the night safely.

The next day, after Julian Lancaster went to work, Nina Sinclair sent her manuscript to Yvette Thompson.

A complete mural, from design to drawing to the overall spatial layout, all needed careful consideration and was not a simple task.

Unexpectedly, Yvette Thompson told her that Vincent Lancaster would handle this mural in the future.

Nina Sinclair had no choice but to remove Vincent Lancaster from her blacklist and make contact to coordinate with him.

She had her own relief mural studio, and she took every order seriously, never receiving a bad review. This time, she did not want to fail because of Vincent Lancaster.

Although mural artists received high pay, the industry demand was low, and orders were not frequent. Nina Sinclair would try to complete every order.

Even when dealing with her ex-boyfriend, she did not intend to back down.

After sending the initial draft to Vincent Lancaster, he replied that she could start, surprisingly not making things difficult for her. Whether he had a change of conscience was unclear.

In the afternoon, Nina Sinclair brought all her tools to Zenith.

She hired workers to set up the scaffolding; over six meters high, it looked very tall, but Nina Sinclair didn’t feel afraid at all. After securing herself, she climbed up.

Standing at the top position, Nina Sinclair held her brush and began painting with focus and concentration.

In the blink of an eye, she had started on the basic shapes.

Suddenly, a harsh voice rang out, "What is this you’re painting? It’s horrible, do it over!"

Nina Sinclair looked down, noticing that Sierra Sinclair was standing below the scaffold, pointing and criticizing her mural.