CHAPTER 98: CHAPTER 98: THE SINCLAIR FAMILY ARRIVES LATE

"Want money? You’re dreaming!" Sierra Sinclair gritted her teeth and said, "It’s all your fault for being inadequate. Couldn’t you have checked the video in advance?"

Upon hearing Sierra Sinclair pin everything on them, Phoebe Linden and Lillian Tupper instantly became angry.

They showed a scornful expression and replied unceremoniously, "You said the video was of James Aldridge and Nina Sinclair; of course, we wouldn’t suspect anything."

"Exactly, who would have known you’d be playing so passionately with James Aldridge and then vent the anger on us. It’s ridiculous! If anyone is to blame, blame yourself!"

Upon hearing Phoebe Linden and Lillian Tupper’s words, Sierra Sinclair felt a rush of anger stuck in her chest.

She wanted the two to leave immediately and stop lingering around her.

At this moment, there was a knocking sound at the door.

Sierra Sinclair glanced at them, "Go open the door."

The two were reluctant, already no longer wanting to handle matters for Sierra Sinclair, but the persistent knocking forced Phoebe Linden to walk over and open the door.

Standing outside the door was a castle maid; she said, "Miss Sinclair, someone is outside claiming to be delivering gifts on behalf of the Sinclair Family."

What!

Sierra Sinclair’s eyes widened in disbelief; after the video scandal, did she now have to face an identity revelation?

Suddenly, as if realizing something, she hurriedly asked, "Who came? A man or a woman?"

If the visitor wasn’t Byron Sinclair, she still had hope!

The maid said, "It’s a man."

Sierra Sinclair lightly bit her lip; was the man Byron Sinclair or someone else?

With uncertainty in her heart, she decided to go out and see; after all it had come to this, it couldn’t get worse.

Sierra Sinclair dragged her aching body to the banquet hall.

At this time, most of the guests in the banquet hall had already left, leaving only a few scattered individuals.

At the entrance stood a man in a suit, followed by two tall bodyguards holding several gift boxes.

The guests who hadn’t left showed a look of surprise as they noticed these people.

Could it be that Vincent Lancaster’s engagement party would have more unexpected events?

This was when someone reminded them, "Have you forgotten? There were rumors saying Sierra Sinclair is the Sinclair Family’s eldest daughter and Vincent Lancaster is the Sinclair Family’s son-in-law. Do you think these people might be from the Sinclair Family?"

Once the words fell, everyone’s expression became strange.

They had thought it was a joke, especially after the earlier chaos, and the Sinclair Family hadn’t shown up.

Many stopped in their tracks, wanting to see what was really happening.

"Now that you mention it, I had forgotten about this, Yvette Thompson was always proudly showing off."

"I thought he married a fake socialite, but is this real?"

"I’ve seen this person before; a few days ago at Byron Sinclair’s charity event, he was by Mrs. Sinclair’s side, he’s definitely from the Sinclair Family!"

While everyone was gossiping, Sierra Sinclair stepped out.

She looked at the man standing there, confusion in her eyes as she didn’t recognize him.

The man noticed the maid who spoke earlier standing beside Sierra Sinclair and showed a suspicious look; could she be the Sinclair Family’s eldest daughter?

Suppressing his inner surprise, he spoke solemnly, "Are you... the eldest daughter?"

Sierra Sinclair was shocked inside but forced herself to stay calm and replied, "And you are?"

Hearing Sierra Sinclair’s response, the man felt he had found the right person.

He walked forward respectfully, smiling, "Miss Sinclair, hello, I am William Lucas, the Sinclair Family’s housekeeper. I’ve only recently come to the Sinclair Family in the past few years, so you haven’t met me yet."