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Chapter 11
Chapter 11
Chapter 11 Did She Just Collide with a Wall?
Claire gave them a cold glance, neither speaking nor moving.
Valeria was furious and shouted, “Why are you even asking her? If she could leave alone, would I have called you over? Get her out of here now, don’t let her sully our company’s reputation!”
The two security guards didn’t waste any more words, and they walked toward Claire.
Victor called out from behind them, his voice filled with urgency. “What are you doing?” he asked.
The security guards were about to grab Claire’s arm, but they quickly retracted it.
Valeria’s expression changed the moment she heard Victor’s voice. Her arrogance and haughtiness vanished, replaced by a fawning and ingratiating demeanor as if she were speaking to her mother. “Mr. Garcia.”
Valeria saw Sean following Victor towards them. Her voice softened and became sweeter. “Mr. Vanderbilt.”
Sean walked straight up to them, not sparing a glance at Valeria. His profound gaze landed directly on Claire’s face.
Upon seeing him, Claire was stunned. “Mr. Vanderbilt?”
Valeria had yet to figure out the situation and assumed that Sean and Victor were leaving. She hurriedly tried to take credit, “Mr. Vanderbilt, this woman impersonated C. S. Lawrence and wanted to see you. I was just about to have
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the security escort her out. Why don’t you wait a moment? You can come over after we’ve driven her out, so you won’t have to stain your eyes.”
Her sultry voice was somewhat forced, and the way she held her throat made Victor shiver with goosebumps.
Sean furrowed his brow slightly. His gaze remained fixed on Claire’s face, but his voice was surprisingly gentle, “Why didn’t you call me when something happened at the company?”
“Call… call you?” Valeria initially thought Sean was speaking to her. She was momentarily puzzled but quickly covered her mouth and giggled shyly. “Mr. Vanderbilt, it’s just a minor issue. I can handle it. There’s no need to trouble you. Moreover, I don’t have your phone number.”
Victor was beyond frustrated. Valeria was the HR manager, and they only had a little contact. She had never even come close to someone like Sean before.
In their few previous interactions, Valeria had been speaking normally. Why did she act this way in front of Sean now?
“Ms. Lopez, Mr. Vanderbilt wasn’t talking to you!”
Valeria’s face froze as she followed Sean’s gaze and realized he had been looking at Claire all along.
Her heart felt like it had been ripped apart by a thousand knives. She was so envious and jealous that she wanted to tear Claire to shreds on the spot.
Claire finally smiled and tilted her head, saying, “I don’t have your phone number either.”
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Sean’s gaze sharpened like a knife, immediately shifting to Victor. Victor’s back felt a chill, and he hurriedly said, “Mr. Vanderbilt, I gave the business card to the producer. Could it be that …”
He looked at Claire. “Miss Donovan didn’t receive it?”
A business card?
Claire only remembered then that Mr. Smith had given her a business card. She took her bag down, opened it, and took out the card. Sure enough, the business card had the company’s address and Sean’s phone number.
She awkwardly bit her lip and sneakily slipped the business card back in, chuckling softly, “Hehe. I didn’t notice.”
Was it that she genuinely didn’t notice or that she didn’t care at all?
Sean’s gaze darkened as he looked at Claire and said, “Come with me upstairs.”
“Okay.”
Claire slung her bag over her shoulder and followed him toward the elevator.
Sean suddenly stopped after just a few steps, catching Claire off guard. She crashed straight into his broad back with a loud thud. Claire felt her vision go black, and her legs wobbled. She stumbled left and right before her body tilting backward.
Oh my gosh!
Did she just
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She managed to keep her dignity despite the pressure from the crowd earlier. But now, with this tumble, she felt like she had completely lost face for the entire year!
Suddenly, a long, slender hand wrapped around her delicate waist, gently pulling her back.
Once again, she was embraced in warm arms, enveloped in a refreshing scent o mint. The hand around her waist only steadied her body and didn’t make any improper movements. However, the warmth seeped through her clothes, scorching her sensitive skin.
Her numb heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Sean lowered his head, looking at her slightly reddened nose from the impact. Tears swirled in her eyes. He furrowed his brows and asked, “Why are you walking behind me?”
Claire was still disoriented from the fall, but the pain brought her back to reality. She raised her hand to cover her nose, wincing, “Ouch, it hurts, Sir! Your legs are too long. I can’t keep up.”
Previously, Sean had never paid attention to this issue. He glanced at Claire’s legs. Although Claire’s legs were long and slender compared to his own, her waist only reached his thighs.
Feeling the surprise from several pairs of eyes fixed on them, Sean raised his gaze and saw Victor, Valeria, the receptionist, and the two security guards gaping at them.
He helped Claire stand steady and said thoughtfully, “Victor, it’s time to
clean up the company. Those who think highly of themselves and push people out without knowing the facts should be dismissed immediately. I don’t want them tarnishing my vision.”
Victor quickly caught his nearly-dropped jaw, “Yes, Mr. Sean. Please rest assured.”
After saying that, Victor turned to look at Valeria and the others, “You’re all fired. Leave the company now!”
The receptionist was okay, but Valeria was the most unwilling to accept it. She joined the company right after graduation and worked diligently and tirelessly for three years to reach her current position. The efforts and sweat she had put in were known only to herself.
“Mr. Vanderbilt!” Her voice was no longer as coy as before. She panicked,
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“Mr. Vanderbilt, I beg you not to fire me. I just bought a house and still
have to pay off the loan. You can demote me, but please don’t fire me.”
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“Does Mr. Vanderbilt need you to teach him how to handle things?”
Victor, without any courtesy, pushed her toward the door. “Stop begging. Leave quickly. If you continue to tarnish Mr. Sean’s ears, you won’t survive in this industry anymore.”
While Valeria hadn’t personally witnessed Sean’s methods, she had heard of them. She closed her mouth in fear and looked at Sean with resentment.
Why? Why?
She wanted to get rid of Claire, yet Sean had fired her!
It wasn’t a significant problem. How did it escalate to this point?
Sean didn’t even spare her a glance. He told Claire, “Follow closely and don’t bump into anything.”
Claire rubbed her nose and said, “Okay.” After walking a few steps, she realized Sean had intentionally slowed his pace. It was easy for her to keep up with him.
So, when Sean suddenly stopped earlier, was it because he remembered that he hadn’t dealt with Valeria and the others yet?
Was he helping her vent her anger?
Claire couldn’t quite understand why he treated her so well.
Could a brief encounter at the airport have prompted him to defend her like
this?