Chapter 353: Beaten to the Punch
Chapter 353: Beaten to the Punch
Breaking legends and becoming a legend is how the people of Melbourne describe Jasper Sinclair.
Thirty years old is still young for a man, and being able to expand The Sinclair Group to its current status proves his extraordinary abilities, commanding respect from all.
Others bow their heads and greet government officials without reason, but not Jasper Sinclair.
Not only does he not bow, the role has actually reversed.
On the surface, the relationship appears as equal cooperation, but in reality, the government is dependent on Sinclair Enterprises.
Jasper Sinclair responds with great humility, "Too kind."
His reply of only two words leaves one guessing his true feelings.
"I heard that your visit to Melbourne is not just for work. If you need any help, feel free to ask."
"I appreciate it," said Mr. Sinclair.
The people at the branch, anxiously awaiting this important arrival, didn’t realize he was intercepted by the local government and taken elsewhere.
Oliver invited him to a marine restaurant in the center of the coast, with a natural sea blue background, belonging to a private domain that many wealthy people dream of but never reach, yet Jasper Sinclair comes and goes freely.
The doorman had received the message in advance and had been waiting for a long time, "Welcome, Mr. Sinclair."
He took off his suit jacket, and the waiting attendant skillfully took it and hung it neatly on the coat rack.
The pure white shirt tucked into his trousers didn’t show a wrinkle.
The entirely hand-tailored suit accentuated his figure, and his straight shoulders were evident, hinting at muscles hidden beneath the fabric.
Jasper Sinclair instructed Louis Hayes, "Inform the branch manager that the meeting time is changed to tomorrow."
Jasper knew he couldn’t leave today. Logically, he had no reason to stay here with Oliver, but to uncover the mysterious cause of his parents’ death, he needed the help of certain forces.
And government influence was one of them.
He sat opposite Oliver, and the gentle waves outside the window were clearly visible, yet inside remained unaffected, due to some unknown material of the glass that provided such soundproofing.
The panoramic glass reflected Jasper Sinclair’s profile, exuding nobility in his every gesture.
The man’s social conversation gave off a courteous yet distant feel, as if few could catch his eye.
A soft "buzzing" sound was heard, and the silent Oliver thought he was seeing things when he saw a smile on Jasper Sinclair’s face.
Although, it was a faint smile.
He tapped the screen a few times, dialed the voice call in the chat box, and then placed the screen facedown on the table.
The person he was speaking with was Nora Northwood.
As a representative of VK Brand, Nora Northwood was invited to a major fashion event.
Besides the city’s dignitaries, some fashion influencers were also in attendance today.
Before making her entrance, Nora felt inexplicably nervous and wanted to hear Jasper Sinclair’s voice, choosing to overlook the fact that the two were still in a cold war.
A mix of English and Chinese conversation flowed softly from the earpiece; she didn’t focus on the words, but felt an unexplainable calmness.
As it was almost time, Nora hung up the phone and prepared to get out of the car.
Uncle Kevin opened the car door from the outside, and a pair of slender legs in high heels appeared before everyone, landing with a "click" on the tiled ground.
Sitting in the car for too long can inevitably feel stifling.
Once outside, she fanned herself a few times, savored the breeze, and the scent of Magnolia Bell.
Nora had yet to give this bottle of fragrance to Jasper Sinclair; their anniversary was less than perfect.
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