CHAPTER 44: CHAPTER 44: NINA SINCLAIR’S NIGHTMARE

James Aldridge stuttered, "President Lancaster, I didn’t know you were President Lancaster, let alone that Nina Sinclair belonged to you. Please, be the bigger person and let me go!"

Felix Ford seeing James Aldridge here and hearing his words, instantly deduced what had just transpired.

He stepped forward and gave a vicious kick.

"Let you go? Last time you tampered with Miss Sinclair’s apparatus and nearly got her killed. President Lancaster already let you go once, and now you still want to make a move on Miss Sinclair?"

James Aldridge regretted deeply, he should never have listened to what that woman, Sierra Sinclair, said.

He quickly knelt down and pleaded, "I’ve been blinded by greed, I realize my mistake, I truly realize my mistake..."

James Aldridge continuously kowtowed to Julian Lancaster, his whole body frantic and chaotic, like a startled bird.

Julian Lancaster’s gaze was ice-cold, his voice frosty, "Just now you said Sierra Sinclair instructed you to record a video of Nina Sinclair?"

"Yes! It was all Sierra Sinclair’s doing, it’s not my fault!" James Aldridge immediately pushed all the blame onto Sierra Sinclair.

Julian Lancaster’s lips curled in a mocking arc.

A gleam of bloodthirstiness flashed in his eyes as he slowly said, "I have a task for you to do."

At this point, James Aldridge only wanted to evade responsibility and immediately nodded, "President Lancaster, whatever you command, I’ll do it without hesitation!"

Julian Lancaster didn’t want to look at James Aldridge anymore; he said impatiently, "Felix, take him away. I don’t want to see him in front of me."

"Yes, President Lancaster." Felix Ford immediately dragged James Aldridge away.

...

In the apartment, Nina Sinclair picked up the chaotic items and put them in order, then disinfected the area where James Aldridge had been, and only then did she feel much better.

After waiting a while, Julian Lancaster finally walked in from outside.

There was still an unshakable gloom lingering on his face.

Nina Sinclair asked, "Where’s James Aldridge?"

"Handled." Julian Lancaster didn’t say how he dealt with James Aldridge.

Nina Sinclair assumed he had turned him over to the police and didn’t pursue the matter further.

She sent the video of James Aldridge’s confession to Julian Lancaster and said, "I’ve sent you the video, you should submit the evidence."

Julian Lancaster nodded.

The two tidied up briefly and lay down on the bed to sleep.

Nina Sinclair, after the day’s tension, relaxed now and was very exhausted, falling asleep quickly.

In her dream, she saw James Aldridge leeringly rushing towards her, pinning her down, unable to break free.

This terrifying nightmare tormented Nina Sinclair, sweat beaded on her forehead, her brows furrowed tightly, breathing rapidly, as if trapped in a dream unable to wake.

Suddenly, Julian Lancaster’s voice sounded in her ear.

"Nina Sinclair, wake up!"

His voice was like the dawn saving her, and the nightmare disappeared from sight. Nina Sinclair abruptly opened her eyes, gasping for breath like a fish out of water.

"Had a nightmare?" Julian Lancaster’s voice sounded in her ear.

Nina Sinclair looked up and saw his gentle eyes on her. Swallowing, she exhaled a breath and mumbled, "Dreamt of James Aldridge."

Julian Lancaster thought just kicking James Aldridge was too lenient.

Such scum should just be eliminated.

"Don’t be afraid." His voice was low and soft, warming with a soothing comfort.

Nina Sinclair gradually calmed down, though Julian Lancaster said only two words, it brought her an inexplicable sense of peace.