<b>Chapter </b><b>346 </b>
Sean stepped out of the bathroom, the belt of his robe hanging loosely around his waist. The robe gaped open just enough to reveal his firm, muscr chest<b>, </b>still glistening with water. Droplets clung to the ends of his damp hair.
The moment his eyesnded on the message and photos on his phone, his expression darkened.
“Well yed, Scott Lucas. I underestimated you. Using a kid to get close to Lottie? Didn’t
think
you
had it in you,” he muttered.
A sharp glint shed in Sean’s dark eyes.
“He really doesn’t know when to quit,” he thought.
Sean pressed his lips into a tight line. Instead of replying to Jordan’s message, he made
a call
to
Jodie’s doctor.
He had personally brought the doctor over from abroad and was the one paying his sry, so whatever he asked, the doctor answered without hesitation.
After checking in on Jodie’s condition<b>, </b>Sean asked about her preferences–what she liked, what made her happy.
The moment he hung up, he immediately called his assistant.
The next day, Sean arrived at the house with his arms full of gifts.
“<b>I </b>came to visit Jodie,” he said simply.
His staff carried box after box into the living room.
“These are gifts I brought for her,” Sean added. “After all<b>, </b>she ended up in this situation because of our family-
<b>“</b>Thanks<b>,</b>” Charlotte cut him off coldly.
Sean wasn’t fazed. “How is Jodie doingtely?”
He had already spoken to the doctorst night and knew the answer. He only asked because he wanted to keep talking <b>to </b>Charlotte.
“She’s much better<b>,</b><b>” </b>she replied.
“That’s good to hear.” Sean nced around. “Where is she?”
“She’s upstairs ying.”
Just then, Scott walked out from the direction of the bathroom. At the sight of Sean, he paused.
5
“Mr. <b>Jasper</b><b>,</b><b>” </b><b>Scott </b>greeted with <b>a </b>calm smile. “What brings you here?”
Sean’s <b>voice </b>turned <b>frosty</b><b>. </b><b>“</b>Why shouldn’t I be <b>here</b><b>? </b><b>I </b>came <b>to </b><b>see </b>Jodie.”
<b>“</b><b>You’ve </b>got it wrong<b>,</b><b>” </b><b>Scott </b>said lightly. <b>“</b><b>No </b>one said <b>you </b>couldn’t <be</b><b>. </b>I’m just a little surprised, that’s all.”
Sean’s tone sharpened. “Jodie <b>grew </b><b>up </b>under <b>my </b>care<b>. </b><b>She’s </b>like a little sister to me. I brought her some gifts.”
Scott nced at the pile <b>of </b><b>stuff </b>filling the living room–brightly wrapped <b>boxes</b>, dolls, blocks<b>, </b>crayons- an explosion of toys and art supplies.
He offered a polite smile<b>. </b>“Thanks, Mr. Jasper. That was really thoughtful <b>of </b><b>you</b>.”
The way he said it made him sound like he was the <b>man </b><b>of </b>the house.
Sean arched a brow. <b>“</b>Pretty sure <b>I </b><b>don’t </b>need Mr. Lucas’s thanks for bringing gifts to Jodie,”
<b>The </b>tension was unmistakable.
—
Charlotte rubbed her temple, clearly annoyed. <b>“</b><b>Alright</b>, that’s enough. Why do you two sound like you’re about to start a fight every time you <b>talk</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
Scott smiled. “It’s not me. Mr. Jasper just doesn’t like <b>me</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
Sean didn’t bother hiding his disdain. <b>“</b>You’re right. I <b>don’t</b>.”
Thankfully, <b>just </b>then<b>, </b><b>Xena </b>came downstairs holding Jodie’s hand, with Tiana tagging along beside them.
Sears gave a polite nod. <b>“</b>Hi, Mrs. Riley <b>” </b>
<b>“</b><b>You’re </b>here<b>, </b>Sean<b>” </b><b>Xena’s </b>voice was polite butcked the warmth it once had. Her tone had clearly changed
Jodie’s eyes it up when she saw the mountain of toys in the living room. With a joyful squeal, she ran down the stairs.
“Wow! My favorite dolls! And blocks!”
A few mille tugged el been’s lips. He crouched slightly and said warmly, “Jodie, all these are gifts from me. Do you like them?”
*I love <b>the</b>!” she beamed