Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Sister Qi Wants the Si Corporation, Old Master Lu Presses for Answers
"Where’s my brother?"
Claire Green looked down, casually leaning on the sofa with a relaxed expression, her crimson lips slightly curved upwards.
Julian Sia glanced at the few gossiping people in the ward and smiled faintly, "At the hospital, visiting an elder."
Hearing this.
Claire Green responded with a casual "Oh," and asked offhandedly, "Need me to come pick you up?"
Julian Sia paused briefly, a chuckle of amusement escaping his throat.
He replied with a smile, "Do you have a driver’s license?"
"Nope, so if I get caught and sent for re-education, don’t forget to bail me out, okay?"
Claire Green joked lazily as she strolled towards the garage with her long legs.
Julian Sia was speechless; with her temper, if she ended up in the police station, it was uncertain who would be re-educating whom.
"Alright."
After he hung up the phone, the elder couldn’t wait to speak, his eyes filled with a gossiping light.
"Is that young friend of yours coming over?"
He had looked into the girl and found out she had just turned adult; Julian really was too much, making a move on someone underage.
Thinking about it, he suddenly glared at the man.
Julian Sia, puzzled by the glare, just nodded.
...
Claire Green located the hospital where the man was and leisurely drove over there.
As a result, her Lamborghini ended up being driven as slow as a motor scooter.
The following car saw the luxury car being driven so slowly and was curious, rolling down the window to take a look, but it was pitch black inside.
Damn, how did he forget that luxury cars have tinted glass?
That leaves nothing to see.
The driver cursed softly, reluctantly glanced at Claire Green’s car, and swiftly sped away.
By the time Claire Green arrived at the hospital, over an hour had passed since her phone call.
Inside the ward.
Mason Quinn watched his game character die again and lost the mood to play, glancing at the time and joking, "Julian, Claire must be coming from Mars to pick you up."
The trip from River Hills to the hospital should take at most twenty minutes, but it’s been over an hour, and there’s no sign of her.
Just as he finished speaking.
A lazy voice suddenly rang out.
"Mason, to be so concerned about me, I’m flattered."
Everyone turned towards the voice to see the girl leaning against the door frame, playing with car keys in her hand, her delicate features carrying a mischievous air.
Mason Quinn flipped over, "Please, don’t get me in trouble, I can’t help having a big mouth."
He didn’t want to endure another cold glance from Julian.
Seeing the girl, Julian Sia’s eyes showed a hint of a smile, and he said in what seemed like a joke, "So slow, Claire, did you really get caught for re-education?"
He stepped forward to pull her to his side, but even after that, he didn’t let go of her hand.
Claire Green looked down at their joined hands, her lips curling slowly. Lately, her brother seemed to feel more and more entitled.
"Safe travels, safeguard life."
The girl explained, her face nonchalant and unblushing.
Heh.
Mason Quinn and George Xyler couldn’t help but burst out laughing. If they didn’t know she drove like a maniac, they might actually believe that nonsense.
Claire Green, who fought fiercer than them, talking about safeguarding life—didn’t saying that make her conscience twinge?
Upon hearing this, Julian Sia paused, looking at the girl with amusement, "Does this mean I should praise Claire?"
Who would have thought.
Claire Green replied coolly, "You can skip the praise, but if my brother is willing to give me a reward, I wouldn’t say no."
Upon hearing this.
Julian Sia was speechless, raising his hand to ruffle her hair, whispering, "I’ve already given you the Green Estate and the household register, what more do you want?"
Not expecting him to say this, Claire Green was momentarily stunned, then her eyes sparkled, a mischievous curve forming on her lips.
"Sia Group."
Wow, this girl’s appetite is quite big.
Although Mason Quinn knew she was joking, he couldn’t help but applaud her in his mind. After all, no one had ever said to Julian that they wanted Sia Group.
Seeing the girl’s dark eyes, Julian Sia suddenly smiled.
The next second, he spoke with a lazy voice, somewhat deep and captivating.
"If Claire wants it, why not give it to you."
Who would have thought.
The girl just curved her red lips, "Tsk, brother, saying that in the past would make you a foolish king."
Seeing the interaction escalate, Mason Quinn immediately interrupted, "You’re here to pick up Julian, better get going."
He really had his fill.
If he had committed a crime, let the law punish him, not by making him watch their lovey-dovey act every day.
"Caleb, she... she..."
Suddenly.
A wavering, elderly voice reached their ears.
"Claire, this is Caleb’s grandfather."
Julian Sia introduced the girl leisurely.
This was the original owner’s grandpa, a man with a distinguished military history, indeed exuding righteousness.
Claire Green raised her brows, speaking calmly, "Grandpa Green."
Even though the elderly man was from the Green Estate and was similar in age to Grandpa Sia, Claire Green couldn’t treat him coldly.
"Good, good child." The elder, for unknown reasons, became choked up with emotion, repeating "good child."
Seeing the elder’s emotional shift, Julian Sia frowned, "Grandpa Green, we’ll head back first, rest well."
Some things are better left for when the old man is in better spirits.
"Be careful on the road."
The elder gazed at the girl, his reluctance clear in his eyes.
She looked so much like his little granddaughter that now, even if she wasn’t, he felt somewhat content.
Watching them leave, only Caleb Green and the other two remained in the hospital room.
When they noticed the elder’s gaze, Mason Quinn and George Xyler regretted not leaving with them.
Watching them flirt was better than enduring the elder’s questioning.
"Who is she?"
The elder was serious, a deep look of expectation in his eyes.
Caleb Green was momentarily stunned, trying to brush it off with a nonchalant answer, "Didn’t you see? Julian’s young friend."
But the elder wasn’t buying it, "I’m asking you her name."
"Claire Green."
George Xyler took over, replying softly.
Upon hearing it, the elder was shocked; the same last name, so familiar-looking, could it really be his granddaughter back?
Seeing through the elder’s thoughts, Caleb Green spoke bluntly, "Don’t overthink it, she’s just an ordinary person."
For now, keeping Claire Green’s identity hidden was something the few of them had agreed upon. The doctor had advised that the elder’s current health couldn’t handle emotional upheavals.
"Do you think I’m a fool or that you’re so clever?" the elder huffed, "That girl’s expressions are so much like your mother’s."
He paused.
And the elder, recalling something, added, "Plus, as my grandson, I can tell when you’re not being truthful."
In other words, you can’t deceive me.
Seeing this.
Caleb Green and the others exchanged helpless glances, feeling truly exasperated with the stubborn old man.
"Grandpa Green, maybe we should wait until you’re better to talk about this."
Mason Quinn searched for the right words in his mind, suggesting while watching the elder.
"I know my own health, not going to die, now tell the truth." The elder urged, "If you don’t, Caleb, I’ll have you court-martialed."
With that.
Mason Quinn threw Caleb Green a sympathetic look, standing aside with George Xyler to watch the show.
Faced with his grandpa’s childlike threats, Caleb Green felt instantly headachy. He rubbed his temples, looking resigned.
"You have to promise, once I say it, there can’t be any intense emotional reaction."
"Why are you, a brat, even more long-winded than me, an old man?"