The Billionaire’s Surprise Twins (Sean and Claire) novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369: He Will Pay the Price! 

To Claire’s delight, Sean admitted the truth with little persuasion, making her jump around him like 

a joyous kangaroo. “Go on, tell me.” 

Sean smirked mysteriously, sighing deeply. “Actually, when Nolan Hayes suggested we go to the island 

I had my suspicions. It’s not so much doubt, but more that I always like to have a backup plan. I’m 

not one to fully trust others with my safety.” 

Claire nodded, her eyes sparkling as she tilted her head to gaze into Sean’s. 

“When Nolan stood up. I discreetly snapped a photo of him with my phone. As soon as he left, I texted 

Logan, sending our location and instructing him to contact me at 10 PM. If he couldn’t reach me, he 

was to follow the coordinates to find us, potentially on the island, and to apprehend Nolan. That’s 

all there was to it.” 

So, Nolan Hayes was the name of the young man. 

Claire let out a knowing “oh,” her fair hand gently grasping Sean’s. “Ah, the wisdom of experience 

prevails. If it weren’t for you, I might have been sold without even realizing it.” 

Sean raised an eyebrow, pulling her into his embrace. His cool lips pressed a kiss on her smooth 

forehead, his eyes flashing a cold, dark light. “Claire, anyone who dares to harm you will pay the 

price!” 

Meanwhile, the event organizers were panicking like ants in a hot pan, sweating profusely. “What! The yacht hasn’t returned yet? Contact Nolan Hayes!” 

“No contact? What is going on?!” 

“I don’t care how you do it, but find Nolan and locate Claire and Sean!” 

Claire was the star of the event. If anything happened to her under their watch, the organizers would be held responsible. Not to mention Frederick’s status as the president of Vanderbilt Group. The thought of an incident involving a top–three international conglomerate’s head on their turf was terrifying. They couldn’t bear the wrath of the entire conglomerate and the Vanderbilts. 

Chapter 369: He Will Pay the Price! 

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Joseph Felix walked in, frowning at the manager’s anxious expression. Approaching, he asked gravely. 

“Where are Claire and the others? Why haven’t they returned yet?” 

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After the exhausting conversation with Claire on the yacht, Joseph had taken a couple of days to recover. He intended to talk with Claire again after all, she was his and Winona Summers‘ daughter. 

Even if Claire stabbed him, he couldn’t stay angry at her. Such was the bond of blood. 

He had searched for her to no avail and had only just learned of the yacht party’s disappearance. 

prompting him to rush to the organizers for answers. 

Hearing his question, the manager’s headache doubled. He took a deep breath, sweat dripping down his 

face. “I don’t know where Claire and the others are. The yacht is missing, and I can’t reach any of 

them.” 

“Missing?” A cold shiver ran down Joseph Felix’s spine, a foreboding sense of doom quickly taking root in his heart. Not known for his patience, the word ‘missing‘ tore through his usual composed facade, unleashing the ferocity within him. He grabbed the manager’s collar with a predatory grip. his icy aura causing the temperature around them to plummet. 

“Missing? What have you done? Wasn’t one of your people on that yacht?” 

“I… I… I…” The manager stammered, swallowing hard under the fiery wrath of Joseph Felix. His body shook uncontrollably, even his shoulders quivering in fear. 

“The yacht’s captain… we… we can’t reach him either…” 

Joseph looked down, a cool breath escaping his lips as his eyes suddenly blazed with a crimson fury. Gripping the manager’s collar, he lunged forward, slamming the manager against the desk behind him. The sharp edge of the desk nearly broke his back. 

Panting in pain, the manager’s face was covered in sweat, his eyes reddening with distress and fear. “I truly don’t know what happened. But rest assured, I’ve sent people out to search. Killing me won’t bring them back faster. Instead, why don’t you also send people to search?” 

Joseph’s grip tightened, but he slowly regained his composure. He understood that the organizers had no motive to harm Claire and the others. This was either an accident or someone else’s malicious doing. Releasing the manager without a word, he turned and left in haste. 

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