Chapter 89
Chapter 89 Sense of Formality
Puzzled, ire opened the folder to find it was filled with property
transfer agreements as well as share transfer agreements. The total worth of everything being
transferred was in the billions.
She immediately had a feeling that Sean intended to knock her out with
expensive gifts.
“Oh, no!”
She shoved the folder back into Sean’s hands. “It’s not about the money, Sir. There should be a sense
of formality and pomp, right?”
Sean held rather old–fashioned beliefs when it came to that.
Among the Vanderbilts, marriages started with the exchange of promises, and then an engagement
party before the wedding. That had been the tradition for
centuries.
Moreover, the women who wanted to marry a Vanderbilt were so obsessed wi their dream that they did
not care about anything ceremonial.
As long as they could marry a Vanderbilt, they were fine even if the wedding were just going over to a
county clerk’s office for registration.
What Sean was giving ire would be considered betrothal gifts, but ire evidently did not care for
them.This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
He had never felt this defeated before. After staring at ire, he heaved a heavy sigh. “Okay. Give me
some time to y. Still, these are your betrothal
1. ts. You should ept them.”
He had never felt this defeated before. After staring at ire, he heaved a
heavy sigh. “Okay. Give me some time to y. Still, these are your betrothal gifts. You should ept
them.”
“No way! I haven’t said yes yet!”
As soon as ire said that, her phone started buzzing. It was a call from
Mr. Smith.
Her heart sank.
She suddenly remembered something she had forgotten about.
She snuck a nce at Sean before answering the call as softly as she possibly could. “Mr. Smith.”
Mr. Smith’s fawning voice echoed from the phone. “We’ll be having our wrap party tonight at The
Regalia. Have you … asked Mr. Vanderbilt about it?
Will hee?”
Mr. Smith sounded so hopeful that ire forced herself to hum in affirmation
as she gnawed on her lip.
Mr. Smith burst outughing and ended the call soon after.
Throughout the call, ire had only spoken three times.
Sean heard every word spoken through the phone and silently smirked. ire
sure was great at sounding perfunctory.
Did Mr. Smith intentionally ignore the awkward tone in her voice, or did he actually not notice it?
After putting the phone away, ire turned to find Sean looking at her with
Chapter 89 Sense of Formality
She sounded so demure and gentle.
Sean turned to look at her. “Hm?”
ire’s beautiful face immediately lit up with a sweet smile as she gently
shook his arm. “It’s the wrap party tonight. They’re having it at The Regalia. Go with me?”
Sean frowned and seemingly hesitated. ire bit her lip and stared at him with wide, pitiful eyes.
Sean chuckled and feigned helplessness as he shook his head. “I don’t feel
too well.”
ire pouted hard. “Why do you not feel well? Is it your shoulders? Do you need a massage? Will you
feel better then?”
She started massaging his shoulders as she spoke.
Sean gently pushed her hands away. “Someone just said no to my marriage proposal. I couldn’t even
give her my betrothal gift. ire …”
He stared deep into her brown eyes and solemnly asked, “What’s your answer
While Mr. Smith was a good man who treated her well, there was no need to sell herself just for a meal,
right?
She pulled her hands back and turned to face the front with her chin held up high. “Nothing to do about
it, I guess.”
It was a matter of principle!
Sean turned and stared at her. “Angry?”
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“Nope.” ire pursed her lips and chuckled while wrapping her arms around his. “Why would I be mad
over something so trivial? Do I look that petty?”
Sean raised an eyebrow. “You don’t.”
She had gotten smarter now. It seemed like there was no way to trick her into epting his marriage
proposal.
Jason parked the car by the entrance to Moonlight Bay. ire looked at Sean, surprised. “Are you not
coming home?”
“I have something to take care of,” Sean calmly replied.
ire nodded in understanding. It seemed Sean did not want to go to the party because he had other
matters to attend to.
She graciously patted him on the shoulder. “I understand. I’ll be at the wrap party tonight, so you’ll have
to take care of dinner yourself.”
Sean nodded with a hum of assent.
When ire returned home, Julia was excited to hear about the wrap party. “I
want to go, ire!”
Everyone knew that Julia was ire’s assistant.
She had worked on set for so many days that she should be there at the wrap
party.
ire turned her head to look at Belle and Jon. What about them?
If Sean were free, he could help take care of them. However, Sean was busy, so the children’s care
was suddenly a problem.
There was no way she would miss out on the chance to feast.
She swiftly skipped over to ire and grabbed ire’s hand as she sweetly pleaded, “Mommy,
Mommy, I promise to be good. I’ll stay close to you. Bring me with you, please?”
Jon licked his lips and also skipped over to grab ire’s other hand. “Mommy, I want to go too.”
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ire looked down at them with a troubled look on her face.
“It’ll be fine,” Julia said,ughing from where she sat cross–legged on the couch. “Take them with you.
Everyone there worked on the show. Who knows wher we’ll see each other again? They would not
care that the children are
there.”
Belle and Jon stared up at ire with watery eyes filled with hope.
How could ire bear to refuse her two adorable children? “Alright.
Everyone, let’s get changed so that we can go.”
When ire walked into the room with Belle and Jon in tow, everyone was
stunned.
W–What was this?
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Belle and Jon stared up at ire with watery eyes filled with hope.
How could ire bear to refuse her two adorable children? “Alright. Everyone, let’s get changed so that
we can go.”
When ire walked into the room with Belle and Jon in tow, everyone was
stunned.
W–What was this?
The producer stood up and looked at the two cute children and asked in confusion, “Ms. Lawrence, the
children are …?”
“They’re my children,” ire calmly replied as she held onto Belle’s and
Jon’s hands.
Her children?
The entire crew stood dumbfounded, shocked to see someone as young as ire with children.
Wait a minute!
A thought suddenly struck Mr. Smith. He looked behind her and frowned when he only saw Julia
standing there. “Where’s Mr. Sean?”
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