CHAPTER 234: CHAPTER 234: DECLAN PIERCE, PLEASE DON’T TREAT ME SO WELL

Sean Lynn’s face darkened as he stared intently at Vincent Hawthorne, forcing him to give an answer.

He looked at the hesitant Vincent Hawthorne and sneered, "Mr. Hawthorne, let me put it bluntly: Cindy is the treasure of The Lynn Family, not some orphaned girl without family support! If you want to use her and waste her youth without taking responsibility, then you’d better weigh the consequences; can you bear them?"

Although his words didn’t mention Tanya Sinclair, they were clearly alluding to her.

He was reminding him that Cindy Lynn and Tanya Sinclair were not the same!

In those years, wasn’t it because The Hawthorne Family knew Tanya Sinclair had no backing and nowhere to return to that they bullied and trampled on her?

Yet at that time, being part of it, he thought he’d done well enough, that he’d given Tanya Sinclair more than enough...

"Rest assured, Uncle, I will definitely take responsibility for Cindy," Vincent Hawthorne said slowly.

Hearing him say this, Sean Lynn finally smiled.

"Good! Then let’s arrange for The Hawthornes to join us for a dinner tomorrow and settle your matter with Cindy early. It’s better for both families this way!"

Tomorrow...

Isn’t that too rushed?

But Vincent Hawthorne couldn’t refuse and said, "Let me talk to my parents about it."

"Okay." Sean Lynn patted Vincent Hawthorne on the shoulder, "Our Lynn Family only has this one precious daughter. When you marry Cindy, what belongs to The Lynn Family will naturally belong to you two."

This was undoubtedly hinting to Vincent Hawthorne that marrying Cindy Lynn, with The Lynn Family’s support, could propel his career to new heights.

Vincent Hawthorne lowered his gaze and said softly, "Thank you, Uncle."

"Alright, go discuss it with The Hawthornes and settle the restaurant booking. I’ll go check on Cindy."

With that, Sean Lynn left.

But he didn’t go far; at the corner, he stopped and saw Vincent Hawthorne making a call while heading downstairs. Only when Vincent walked into the elevator did Sean Lynn continue to Cindy Lynn’s hospital room.

As he opened the door, Cindy Lynn immediately looked over. Not seeing Vincent Hawthorne, she visibly disappointed.

"Dad, where’s Vincent?"

"Useless!" Sean Lynn fumed, "Is there anything in your eyes besides that man?"

But ultimately, she was his daughter. After scolding her, Sean Lynn added, "I told him to go back to The Hawthornes to contact Theodore Hawthorne and his wife for tomorrow’s dinner, to set your date!"

Cindy Lynn was delighted: "Did he agree?"

Sean Lynn sneered, "Does he have any reason to refuse?"

At that moment, Sean Lynn received a call from his subordinate. Whatever was said made Sean Lynn’s eyes narrow coldly.

"I understand."

He put down the phone, his face grim: "Didn’t expect it, but Tanya Sinclair really developed a drug that could treat that old Horace Sinclair!"

Shelly Sullivan couldn’t help but ask, "Is this information reliable? Even if Tanya Sinclair is a genius, an Alzheimer’s drug isn’t something that can be developed easily! How long has she been awake?"

Sean Lynn looked at her, "The source of this information is absolutely reliable!"

"Dad, who on earth did you ask?"

"Currently the most trusted person next to Westgard Pharmaceuticals’ boss Declan Pierce—Janne Hayes!" Sean Lynn affirmed, "I managed to get in touch with Janne Hayes directly for confirmation. He said Tanya Sinclair started her research back in university! Now with Westgard Pharmaceuticals providing the latest research technology, the first batch of drugs will indeed be developed in the next few days, but further experimentation is needed."

Shelly Sullivan became a bit nervous, "If that old Horace takes the medicine and really wakes up, what would we do then..."

Sean Lynn scoffed, "He still needs to be alive to take it!"

...

Tanya Sinclair had a two-hour video meeting with Celine Nash and others. The Veridia Project was substantial, and their A Group was responsible for the core part, which needed to be rushed.

After the meeting, Celine Nash popped a small window and sent some chat records where Cindy Lynn reached out to her.

The messages were warm and affectionate, constantly addressing her as "Sister Celine."

Celine Nash commented, "This woman’s mental fortitude is impressive; she sends ten messages, I reply to one, and she doesn’t care at all."

Tanya Sinclair chuckled, "Anyone daring enough to be a homewrecker certainly won’t have weak mental resilience."

Celine Nash said, "True, she keeps asking about your current situation. Should I give her a hint?"

Tanya Sinclair replied, "No need, just tell her the truth. I’ll get in touch with you if necessary."

"Okay." Celine paused and then asked, "Did that university project you had on Alzheimer’s actually get completed? There’s been a lot of rumors flying around."

Tanya Sinclair replied honestly, "There’s still a major challenge we can’t overcome. I’ll need to visit my professor another day to ask for help."

Celine Nash, a bit confused, added, "Aren’t you worried about clearing up the rumors?"

"No, not right now. If Cindy Lynn asks about it, just say you’re not clear."

Though not understanding, Celine still nodded her agreement.

"By the way, tomorrow’s my teacher’s wife’s birthday. He’s booked a restaurant for dinner; you should come. I’ll send you the address."

"Would it be appropriate for me to attend?" Tanya Sinclair hesitated.

"Just come along; at most, you’ll get a bit of a scolding. You really should learn a bit about thick skin from Cindy Lynn, even a tenth of hers would do." Celine Nash shrugged and added, "Oh, if the teacher asks how you got the address, just say it was from Harrison Langdon! He gets scolded all the time, another time doesn’t hurt."

Tanya Sinclair couldn’t help but laugh, "Okay."

After chatting with Celine Nash, Tanya Sinclair got up to stretch, and as she poured herself a glass of water, she received a call from Janne Hayes.

Tanya Sinclair answered immediately.

"Special Assistant Hayes."

"Ms. Sinclair, you truly are incredible. Someone really inquired about your project’s progress, and I’ve put out the information as you instructed."

Tanya Sinclair expressed her gratitude: "Thank you."

"No problem." Janne Hayes glanced towards President Pierce’s office where several executives were waiting outside, almost like they were being punished.

The door opened, and two managers, thoroughly berated, exited sheepishly, only to be replaced by two others.

Janne Hayes: "..."

He could even feel the deadly pressure emanating from the office, sweeping in all directions.

He mourned silently for the executives doing today’s reports.

Ever since returning from seeing Ms. Sinclair yesterday, President Pierce’s mood had visibly soured.

Janne Hayes couldn’t help but ask, "Ms. Sinclair, did you quarrel with President Pierce?"

"I don’t think so..."

To say it was a quarrel would be an exaggeration.

"Declan, don’t be so kind to me..."

She had said, "I can’t repay it."

That was her final remark to him the night Declan Pierce drove her back.

As Declan sat in the car, grasping the wheel, enveloped in shadow, his gaze towards her was so deep and heavy it made her heart race in panic, wanting to flee.

Tanya Sinclair indeed fled, turned around, and walked away.

When she glanced back, Declan Pierce’s car was already gone.

She wasn’t a fool.

Declan Pierce was genuine to her.

But she couldn’t respond to any of this now.

She had to reclaim The Sinclair Family’s belongings and make The Lynn Family pay the price! She was navigating carefully, yet felt alarmed at every step, with no room for romantic indulgence!

Moreover, just because a man is fond of you today doesn’t mean he’ll always be.

Besides, Declan Pierce hardly knew her.

The intersections between her life and Declan Pierce’s were minimal.

Perhaps when he truly understood her, he’d realize she wasn’t the Tanya Sinclair he imagined...

To be more realistic, would she and Declan really have a future?

Back then, she entered The Hawthorne Family as a pure young lady and suffered all sorts of humiliation; let alone now, with two children, expecting The Pierce Family to accept her.

Even if it were a marriage alliance, Declan Pierce would likely marry someone like Wynn Winslow.

And she had once thrown caution to the wind for love, costing her half her life.

Now, she no longer had the strength to believe in any so-called love.

All she wanted for the rest of her life was to live well with her two children and fulfill her old dreams of practicing medicine and pharmaceuticals.

"Special Assistant Hayes," Tanya Sinclair said softly, "Once this project concludes, I’ll be leaving Westgard Pharmaceuticals, but I hope we’ll still have a chance to collaborate in the future."