CHAPTER 7: CHAPTER 7: DOES SHE LOOK LIKE THAT KIND OF CHEAP WOMAN?

After spending more than two hours, Sabrina finally helped Zara finish building a small castle.

As lunch time approached, she worried Zara might get hungry, and prepared to take the little girl downstairs for lunch.

Zara was in a cheerful mood and swung back and forth a few times while holding her hand.

Seeing this, Sabrina’s gaze filled with a hint of doting affection, and she said, "Darling Zara is amazing, finished building the small castle so quickly, even better than Mommy."

The young cub was praised, pursed her lips in a smile, her eyes sparkling bright.

Sabrina felt healed by the soft and cute smile.

She discovered that after her daughter accomplished something challenging or encountered something she liked, lively emotions would appear.

This was great news for Sabrina.

It indicated that in the future it’s possible to guide and treat in this direction as much as possible.

Just as her mood improved, Jordan Hawthorne returned.

The man’s presence was wrapped with an intimidating aura, and he said to the nearby nanny, "Take Zara downstairs first."

Then, his gaze lightly fell on Sabrina, commanding without room for argument, "Come with me to the study!"

Sabrina was slightly stunned.

Judging by the man’s stance, it seemed... he was here to confront her?

Had she done something so unforgivable again?

Sabrina was puzzled but still handed her daughter to the nanny, then followed Jordan’s steps.

After they entered the study, she directly asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Without Zara present, Jordan no longer restrained his temper.

He shouted angrily, "How dare you ask me? Sabrina, what’s the point of this? Deliberately making things difficult for Brooke, not properly handling the work transfer! Are you purposefully sabotaging the cooperation between the two families? Do you know how important this project is to both families?"

Sabrina was inexplicably accused, feeling unbelievable.

When had she made things difficult for Brooke Sinclairs?

She coldly replied, "I’ve done what I was supposed to do, and conducted the transfer according to procedure. It was Brooke Sinclairs who thought she already understood everything and wanted me to leave."

"Enough!"

Jordan shouted sternly, "At this point, you still want to slander Brooke, she isn’t someone who’s unclear about things!"

The look in his eyes held no trust whatsoever.

In his heart, he had completely decided that she was the villain.

Sabrina was stabbed and felt a chill all over, the blood draining from her face.

Brooke Sinclairs isn’t unclear, does that mean she is?

All these years, she has been dedicated and diligent for the company’s projects, has she ever taken it as a joke?

Yet he, indiscriminately, criticized her harshly.

Four years of marriage couldn’t rival the words of others.

Sabrina... you are such a failure!

She had no interest in defending herself anymore.

Anyway, saying it, he wouldn’t believe it either.

Sabrina felt only a sense of powerless fatigue.

Hasn’t he seen the divorce agreement yet?

Quickly getting the divorce could separate herself from these groundless accusations, right.

Jordan saw her not speaking, thought she was guilty, felt even more cold instead of improving.

He warned again in a deep voice, "Sabrina, this cooperation between Hawthorne Group and Sinclairs Corporation is highly valued by both sides, you better not make things difficult for Brooke again, smoothly transfer the position.

Now come with me to the company for a new transfer... once finished, just stay home and take care of the child, stay out of work matters."

He gave Sabrina no chance to refute, his eyes full of impatience.

Sabrina didn’t want to go.

She recalled Brooke Sinclairs’ disgustingly arrogant demeanor.

Arrogant in public, sowing discord behind the scenes.

Is she someone that pathetic? Does she have to go back and handle the transfer!

Sabrina resisted, "I’ve already completed my work, if there’s a problem, it’s Brooke Sinclairs’ doing, it has nothing to do with me!"

After speaking, she intended to go downstairs to accompany Zara for lunch.

But Jordan rushed forward, grasping her wrist, "Sabrina, this matter, you’re not allowed to refuse!"

Ignoring her resistance, he forcibly dragged her outside the house.

"Jordan Hawthorne, let go of me... have you lost your mind?"

Sabrina’s face sank severely, struggling forcefully.

He actually used violence for that woman!

The gentle and elegant demeanor that once faced the public?

Zara heard the commotion and instinctively came to check.

She was still waiting for Mommy for the meal.

"Darling Zara, be good, wait a moment longer for Mommy, you go ahead to the dining room!"

Sabrina slightly concealed herself, not wanting her daughter to see her arm being tightly gripped.

Zara blinked her eyes, seemingly understanding as she nodded and turned to leave.

"Let go of me! After I finish lunch with Zara, I’ll go with you, no need for you to use such brute force."

Sabrina’s face was pale, anger pouring from her eyes.

This man, never had the intention, to accompany his daughter for a meal.

Enough disappointment accumulated, her heart already frozen.

No longer hurts!

Jordan pondered with wavering emotions, finally slowly released his hand, but coldly reminded, "I’ll only give you twenty minutes."

Sabrina didn’t want to exchange another word with him, hurried downstairs to accompany Zara for lunch.