CHAPTER 5: CHAPTER 5: NINA SINCLAIR DOESN’T KNOW HIS TRUE IDENTITY

"It’s just... I maybe..." Nina Sinclair hesitated, stammering, "have no way to have a relationship with a stranger, so I think we..."

Julian Lancaster frowned, not having expected this.

Nina Sinclair hadn’t finished speaking when he interrupted her, "If you’re not willing, I won’t force you."

Hearing this, Nina felt relieved.

In that case, she didn’t have to worry. After all, he seemed like a decent gentleman who wouldn’t go back on his word.

Julian Lancaster stared at Nina Sinclair, his gaze deepening.

This woman was quite traditional at heart, but he wasn’t desperate to have a relationship. The most important thing was to find someone to take the position of Madam Lancaster.

Julian stood up, saying gentlemanly, "You’ll sleep here tonight."

With that, he opened the door and headed to Sharon Lancaster’s room, determined to ask her what had truly happened, and how she had spoken to Nina Sinclair.

Seeing Julian leave, Nina Sinclair sighed in relief.

In the study, Julian Lancaster sat in his chair, his dark eyes staring at the bowing head of Sharon, his voice stern and low.

"Stealing documents, marrying on my behalf, getting drunk... Sharon! Is there anything you’re not afraid to do?"

"Bro, I was wrong." Sharon immediately apologized, quickly adding, "I was trying to help you!"

"Help me?" Julian Lancaster smirked sarcastically.

Sharon straightened her back, speaking righteously, "Didn’t Grandpa always want to push women on you to try and control you? Now you’re married, he won’t have the chance! Haha, am I not clever?"

Julian’s deep eyes darkened.

Just as he thought.

Julian asked, "What did you tell her?"

Sharon’s crafty eyes swirled as she recounted how she tricked Nina Sinclair.

But she dared not admit her secret desire for Nina Sinclair to truly become her sister-in-law, believing that as long as the two naturally fell into this, she would eventually succeed!

Sharon laughed, "You help her face off against that jerk, and she helps you deal with Grandpa; you both get what you need. Once you get the company, you can part ways without any entanglements, without any worries!"

Julian’s eyes narrowed, "The driver?"

"Yeah, Nina is a very upright person. If she knew your true identity, she definitely wouldn’t agree to a sudden marriage."

Because Nina believed it was a fake certificate, she readily agreed to register the marriage; otherwise, it would have taken much more time and she’d have had to deceive her good friend.

Julian remained silent for a moment.

No wonder Nina kept saying he was a driver; it turned out Sharon hadn’t told her his true identity.

...

The next morning, before Nina Sinclair woke up, she received an urgent phone call.

A middle-aged woman’s slightly harsh voice came through the phone, "Didn’t you say you’d come to paint a mural for me? Why aren’t you here yet?"

Her scheduled client was calling!

Nina Sinclair immediately became alert, quickly apologizing, "I’m sorry, I’ll be right over. Please don’t worry."

After calming the other party, she changed clothes, packed her bag, and headed out.

During college, Nina Sinclair had taken an art elective. After graduation, to conveniently take care of her mother, she became a professionally free muralist, running around wherever she received orders.

This time, Sierra Sinclair deliberately used a stranger’s identity to arrange a mural order in Veridia, just to orchestrate a meeting between her and Vincent Lancaster.

Sierra really had ulterior motives!

Downstairs, Nina Sinclair ran into Julian Lancaster, who was dressed in a crisp suit.

He wore a pure black shirt and black trousers, exuding an air of mysterious aloofness. The tailored shirt perfectly highlighted his upright shoulders, while the trousers were straight and sharp, his whole presence filled with elegance and nobility.

Julian Lancaster’s gaze fell on Nina Sinclair’s backpack.

She voluntarily explained, "I have some work, so I need to go out for a while."

Julian Lancaster nodded, not asking much more.

Nina Sinclair was pressed for time and didn’t say much to Julian Lancaster, quickly opening the door to leave.

At this moment, Julian’s phone rang in his pocket.

He swiped to answer, Felix Ford’s voice came through, "President Lancaster, Mrs. Tang wants to paint a large cartoon image for a department on the company’s exterior wall."