From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99: Chapter 99: Dealing with Mrs. Logan

Landon Sinclair froze for a moment at her words, not understanding why Chloe would ask such a question.

Then, as if something occurred to him, his face turned grim. He turned to Ethan Sinclair and said, "Ethan, something urgent just came up. I’ll have to ask you to get the porridge."

With that, he hurried away.

Chloe Sinclair watched Landon’s hasty departure, knowing he already had someone in mind.

After finishing the porridge her older brother had bought her, she rested for a while and planned to be discharged from the hospital that afternoon.

There was nothing seriously wrong with her body; she was just exhausted. Her muscles ached all over now, but she wouldn’t say she was uncomfortable.

When she returned to the villa, Landon Sinclair wasn’t back yet.

Mrs. Logan wasn’t home at the moment, either.

Mr. Sinclair frowned. "Where’s Mrs. Logan?" he asked.

The butler shook his head. "I’ve rarely seen her lately. She must be caught up with something."

Suddenly, the butler’s gaze shifted to the entrance. "Mr. Sinclair, Mrs. Logan is back."

Mr. Sinclair turned his head and saw a panting Mrs. Logan at the foyer, changing her shoes. In her cloth bag were a few limp stalks of lettuce.

Mr. Sinclair’s frown deepened.

"Where have you been?"

Mrs. Logan hadn’t expected Mr. Sinclair to be back so early. She was so startled that she froze in the doorway.

"I... I went to buy groceries," she stammered.

After speaking, she remembered what she had bought and guiltily tried to hide her reusable bag behind her.

But Mr. Sinclair had already seen what was in her hands.

"These are the groceries you bought?"

Mr. Sinclair looked shocked.

Mrs. Logan seemed oblivious to Mr. Sinclair’s darkening expression and continued to ramble, "Sir, why don’t you bring Miss Nina back home? It’s only been a short while, and she’s already lost so much weight. And she’s been desperate to ask for your forgiveness..."

"Enough!"

Mr. Sinclair couldn’t stand to hear another word and cut her off sharply.

Mrs. Logan froze, completely stunned by his outburst.

"Mrs. Logan, *I* am your employer. If you want to be Nina Sinclair’s personal maid, I can fire you right now. Then you won’t have to keep running back and forth to take care of her."

Mr. Sinclair fixed his hawk-like gaze on Mrs. Logan. "All these years, I’ve never asked you how much was left over from the monthly grocery budget. By tomorrow, I want a complete accounting. Then, transfer all of the remaining money to Chloe’s account."

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