Cecilia vividly remembered the news everywhere reporting that Eternal Heart's final bid had reached a staggering 30 million dollars.
Now, Sean had bought it for her!
As she had expected, Sean truly loved her and was willing to spend a fortune just to appease her. The worthless Annie could never compare.
Instead of looking at Cecilia, Sean silently picked up the ring, took her hand, and slid the diamond ring onto her ring finger.
Cecilia raised her hand and admired it back and forth under the light. The sorrow from moments ago had been entirely replaced by smug satisfaction and pride. She said adoringly, "You treat me so well, Sean."
As Sean's eyes fell on her pleased expression, his thoughts lay elsewhere. He needed Cecilia to be calm, and only then could he have the time and energy to deal with Christian, who had suddenly appeared by Annie's side.
After calming Cecilia, Sean turned and left the room. The instant the door shut behind him, the last trace of warmth vanished from his face.
He walked to the far end of the empty hallway and dialed a number. "Look into someone for me."
After a respectful voice answered, Sean briefly described Christian's features and the license plate of the black sedan.
"Also, he has a VVIP card at Fated Encounter," he added to emphasize the crucial detail.
After hanging up, he leaned against the cold wall, took out a cigarette from a pack, and lit it.
A man who could casually pull out a top-tier membership card couldn't possibly be a nobody. Yet despite going through every name in Jynston's elite circle, Sean couldn't recall ever hearing of anyone named Christian.
He wondered who the hell Christian was.
Perhaps the VVIP card wasn't Christian's at all. It might have been provided by Parker Group or lent by a client to maintain a certain image.
That happened all the time in the business industry.
As the thought crossed Sean's mind, the tension in his brow eased slightly. It struck him that Christian was probably just a pretentious clown putting on a show.
The realization brought Sean no relief—if anything, it only stoked his anger and deepened his disdain.
He couldn't believe a mere marketing manager dared covet his woman. He would never allow anyone to touch people he set his eyes on! Annie could only be his!
He crushed the cigarette butt forcefully against the wall as a ruthless glint of determination flashed in his deep eyes.

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