Chapter 2


    Chapter 2 The Man Who Slept with You That Night


    Four yearster.


    Sean Vanderbilt, the pride of the Vanderbilts, had not returned to Ascalon but had been living in


    Silverton.


    While others might not know why, Victor certainly did.


    Mr. Sean was butting heads with ire!


    The woman who had slept with him four years ago had seemingly vanished fro the earth, leaving no


    trace of her whereabouts.


    Sean controlled the nation’srgest conglomerate and had an elite team under hismand. He had


    utilized all his connections to search for ire, yet nobody could find her.


    Despite the aid of cutting-edge technology, they couldn’t catch a glimpse of a single strand of ire’s


    hair.


    This drove Mrs. Vanderbilt to desperation. Over the past four years, she had made countless phone


    calls, but Sean remained resolute in his decision not to return to Ascalon.


    “Sean …” Mrs. Vanderbilt couldn’t let it rest and continued pleading on the phone, “Your nephew has


    found a girlfriend this year. You’re already thirty-two. If you don’t marry soon, people will call you an old


    bachelor.””


    Sean, walking through the airport while talking on the phone, said, “Everyone addresses me as Mr.


    Sean of the Vanderbilts. Who would dare to undermine m reputation?”


    reputation?”


    Mrs. Vanderbilt was directly choked by his words and coughed a few times.


    Among her five children, Sean was the one who caused her the most worry.


    Sean was her precious child, and she had spoiled him rotten since he was little. However, this


    indulgence had led to him developing a stubborn and


    unruly temperament. He was like a wild horse that had never been tethered, running free without


    constraint. Now that she wanted to control him, it proved impossible.


    After her coughing fit, Mrs. Vanderbilt wiped her eyes with a handkerchief and sobbed, “I haven’t been


    feeling welltely. My heart keeps hurting. I just wanted you toe back and start a family before I


    pass away. Can’t you fulfill such a simple request? Sob, sob, sob…”


    Sean was ustomed to this ploy of Mrs. Vanderbilt’s and didn’t find it strange at all. He had seen her


    use it on his father countless times.


    His father fell for it every time, but he didn’t.


    It wasn’t that Sean didn’t fall for it, but rather that he had be numb to


    1.


    “Alright, Mom, please don’t cry anymore. If your heart isn’t well, see a doctor. I have to go through a


    security check now.”


    “Ah, wait a moment!”


    Mrs. Vanderbilt knew Sean was about to end the call, so she quickly said, “Brighton is not far from


    Ascalon. Why don’t youe home after you’re done in Brighton? I miss you.”


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    Brighton was more than 1,300 kilometers away from Ascalon. And this wasn’t considered far?


    Sean slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out an exquisite cigarette case. “Alright, if I have time,


    I’lle back to visit you.”


    Just as he was about to hang up, suddenly, someone lightly tapped him on the back.


    Sean frowned and turned around.


    The girl behind him was dressed in youthful clothing, with a id skirt that showed off her fair thigh.


    She also wore white knee-high socks and ck Teather shoes.


    Her face was lovely, with light makeup that enhanced her natural beauty. It was hard to tell her age, but


    her clothes made her look like a teenager.


    Pointing to something on the ground, she tilted her head and smiled at Sean. “Sir, you dropped


    something.”


    Sean was in a daze until her voice snapped him out of it. He nced down at the business card on the


    ground and removed the phone from his ear. “What did you call me?” he asked.


    The girl smiled and shrugged, her eyes ncing at the cigarette case in his


    right hand. “Just a friendly reminder, Sir, smoking is not allowed in the airport,” she said.


    “ire, the driver has been waiting at the gate for a long time. Don’t dawdle and hurry up!”


    Hearing herpanion’s call, the girl waved her hand at Sean and happily ran


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    Watching her youthful and lively figure, Sean’s thin lips curled into a sly arc. “ire, I’ve been waiting


    for you.”


    The driver outside the airport checked his wristwatch for the umpteenth time. He had been waiting for


    the screenwriter C. S. Lawrence for a long time, and he was starting to get impatient. He had already


    texted Lawrence’s assistant, who said they would be out shortly after picking up their luggage. But so


    far, there was no sign of them.


    Stretching his neck, he kept ncing around the airport.


    “Hey, what are you looking at?”


    He was lightly touched on the shoulder. Looking down, he saw two girls who appeared to be in high


    school. Feeling somewhat annoyed, he said, “If you’re looking to be extras, head over to the film set. I


    don’t handle that here.”


    One of the girls giggled lightly. “Hey, ire, did you see that? They think you’re only fit to be an extra.”


    ire rolled her eyes at her assistant. This little assistant always enjoyed joking around with people,


    and she liked to tease anyone, regardless of who it was.


    Taking out a lollipop, peeling off the wrapper, and popping it into her


    mouth, ire turned to the driver. “It was Mr. Smith who sent you to pick up C. S. Lawrence, right?”


    The driver was dumbfounded.


    1. S. Lawrence was a renowned and aplished author of romantic novels, having achieved fame


    several years ago. The driver looked at ire and then at the girl next to her. He couldn’t tell their


    ages for sure, but they both


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    Not wanting to waste any more time, ire said, “I am C. S. Lawrence. I wrote ‘The Twenty-Fifth


    Hour.””


    “C. S. … C. S. Lawrence?” The driver was tongue-tied, his eyes widening like saucers.


    It was surprising that C. S. Lawrence, who was so skilled at writing


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    ambiguous scenes that readers would yearn to be in a romantic rtionship, was actually so young.


    Julia couldn’t help but burst intoughter at the driver’s expression. “Hahaha. Don’t be fooled by her


    appearance. She just likes acting cute. In reality, she’s already …”


    ire elbowed her, and Julia held back the rest of her words.


    Only then did the drivere to his senses, excitedly opening the car door and weing the two girls


    inside.


    “Ms. Lawrence.” While driving, the driver eagerly asked, “Can I take a photo with youter?”


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    Seeing ire’s raised eyebrow in the rearview mirror, he quickly exined, “You see, my girlfriend is a


    huge fan of your novels. The reason she fell in love with me is because she thinks I’m just like Max


    Taylor from your novels. Even though he’s a supporting character, he’s a romantic type. Hehe …”


    Max Taylor?


    Julia blinked suddenly. Max was at best a minor character in “The


    Twenty-Fifth Hour.” Julia hadn’t expected this young girl to be so infatuated with ire that she would


    even make a move on a man who resembled Max, a character barely mentioned.


    “Cough, cough…” Julia feigned a smile and said to ire, “ire, she’s definitely in love with you for


    real!”


    ire chuckled while biting her lollipop. “Alright, let’s take a picture then.”


    The driver could not contain his joy as he raced the business car on the street.


    Half an hourter, the driver dropped ire and Julia off at the hotel arranged by the production crew,


    handing them two room keys.


    “Ms. Lawrence, you should rest for now. I’ll go report to Mr. Smith.”


    ire took a room key, said nothing, opened the door, and walked in, promptly sprawling on the


    spacious bed.


    Silverton, I’m back!


    Thinking back to how she had left in such a sorry state several years ago, a cold light gleamed in her


    deen brown eves


    6/7


    Although she knew that her father did not love her and that the Donovans did not consider her a true


    member, Robert was still her only family. ire had always dreamed that if she worked hard, excelled


    in her studies, and showed her strengths and merits to him, her father would eventually love her.


    When she woke up in the presidential suite that night, all of her dreams were


    crushed.


    People who didn’t love her would never truly love her, no matter how hard she tried. She was nothing


    more than a tool for exchanging benefits.


    Julia didn’t return to her own room. After freshening up in ire’s room, she rushed back out. Seeing


    ire lost in thought on the bed, Julia jumped onto the bed. “ire!”


    ire turned her face away, concealing the tears that had welled in her


    eyes.


    Julia had noticed ire’s sadness but pretended not to have seen it. She bit her lip andy beside


    ire, asking, “Hey, now that we’ve safely arrived in Silverton, what’s your n? Are you leaving as


    soon as this job is done?”


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    “Heh!” ire’s lips curled coldly. “Since I’vee back, how could I not return home and give my dear


    father a big surprise?”


    Julia felt a chill ran down her spine when she heard ire’s cold voice.


    Although only 23 years old, ire had started acting cute due to particr circumstances. She imed


    that she would always maintain a youthful heart. However, beneath ire’s pure and beautiful


    appearancey a heart that had long been scarred.


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    ire had never been a simple and innocent girl!


    This topic was getting too dangerous, and Julia licked her lips before changing the subject. “Then …


    what about that man?”


    ire turned to look at her. “Which man?”


    Julia chuckled mischievously, turning to face ire with an ambiguous expression. “You know, the man


    who slept with you that night!”