Chapter 471 She Was Attracted by His Flowers
Sebastian leaned back in his office chair, casually picking up his cup of coffee from the desk.
As soon as Brooklyn spoke, a familiar sly smile appeared on Sebastian's face. His lips touched the coffee cup, hiding half of his expression, but his deep eyes revealed his admiration for a certain woman.
With one hand in his pocket, Sebastian exuded a cold, intimidating arrogance.
Lawrence's expression turned completely dark. His mouth twitched several times before he managed to squeeze out a sentence. "Mrs. Kingsley, I thought... given your relationship with Mr. Kingsley, it wouldn't matter who handled this. So, it's not very convenient for me to deal with you directly. If you think it's inappropriate, just name a place, and I'll be there."
Brooklyn lifted her tired eyes, a mix of sarcasm and pity in her gaze. Lawrence, once so arrogant, now found himself in such a predicament. Did he ever imagine this would happen?
So, it's best to be careful in the future.
"Mr. Turner, I appreciate your sincerity. If you continue to be as gentlemanly as you are today, our cooperation might be pleasant. After all, once I'm part of the Turner Group, I'll be a shareholder. If I'm unhappy, I might just pull out."
Brooklyn's smile didn't reach her eyes, and her gaze still made Lawrence uneasy.
Lawrence exchanged a worried glance with his lawyer. The couple in front of them, one sipping tea and the other coffee, seemed to be having a casual conversation rather than discussing the division of half the Turner Group.
This made Lawrence even more anxious and fearful.
"Mrs. Kingsley, rest assured, I will strictly fulfill my responsibilities and obligations according to the contract. And with Mr. Kingsley's supervision... You can be at ease."
Brooklyn yawned lazily, her clean, elegant face showing impatience. "Honey, I'm a bit tired. Can we sign the papers and then go eat?"
Sebastian smiled slightly. "Sure, we can't delay your meal."
Lawrence's expression twitched, and he quickly handed over the contract, personally bringing it to them. "Mrs. Kingsley, I hope you can withdraw the lawsuit soon..."
Brooklyn held the pen. "Mr. Turner, are you in a hurry?"
Lawrence quickly shook his head, "No... no, a few days later is fine. I understand you're busy."
Brooklyn's elegant handwriting fell on the paper, clear and forceful, a far cry from her earlier, shaky attempts.
Sebastian glanced at her writing and nodded approvingly. His wife was improving quickly.
After signing, Lawrence bowed and thanked them, "I won't disturb your meal any longer. I'll head back and wait for your good news."
Lawrence and his lawyer left the office, leaving the spacious room to the two of them.
Brooklyn sighed deeply, leaning back in her chair and looking up at Sebastian. "Mr. Kingsley, Lawrence has suffered such a loss. Do you think he'll retaliate even harder in the future?"
Sebastian frowned and nodded. "Logically, yes. If he seeks revenge, it could be worse."
Brooklyn furrowed her brows. "Oh... it seems so."
But then Sebastian added, "Mrs. Kingsley, normal logic doesn't apply to me. There won't be any chance for Lawrence to seek revenge."
Brooklyn's eyebrows relaxed. "So confident?"
Sebastian explained, "You now hold half of Lawrence's shares. He's no longer the largest shareholder of the Turner Group. The board will have to elect a new chairman. Do you think it will still be him?"
"No, with only fourteen percent of the shares left, just like me... You mean, Megan?"
Sebastian tapped her nose. "Yes, Megan will become the new chairman. But she's young and inexperienced, and the upcoming crisis will keep her up at night."
Brooklyn's fingers traced the armrest of her chair. "Mr. Kingsley, how did you become so cunning? I don't think I could ever match your skills."
"Really? But I think you handled Lawrence quite adeptly, even better than me."
"You're too kind! Haha!"
Sebastian affectionately touched her cheek, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Silly. Let's go eat."
"Wait, I have something to ask you." Brooklyn suddenly remembered what Bianca had mentioned about ten years ago and wanted to clarify it.
But Sebastian silenced her with a kiss. "No matter how big the issue, it's not more important than my wife eating. We'll talk after dinner."
Dr. Mitchell was convinced.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
At the police station.
The lighting wasn't dim, but it lacked the brightness of daytime. The woman sitting under the light looked pale and lifeless, her lips constantly biting, her teeth making faint grinding sounds.
Her handcuffed hands were tightly clasped together on her lap.
Lawrence looked at Megan across the table, his heart aching as if it was being cut by a knife. His precious daughter, now in such a place, subjected to such humiliation. How could he swallow this?
Megan's eyes were bloodshot, looking like she hadn't slept for days. "Dad, look at me now."
"Megan, I've found a way to get you out. Just hold on for a couple more days. I promise you'll be out soon."
Megan didn't believe him. She knew the consequences of crossing Sebastian and Brooklyn. She was pessimistic about getting out. "Dad, are you kidding me? Sebastian and Brooklyn will never let me go. They'd love to see me rot in here!"
"No, Brooklyn will withdraw the lawsuit in a few days. The videos online have been deleted, and I'll remove any remaining news about you. Once the storm passes, everything will be fine."
Megan's eyebrows tightened, and her bloodshot eyes filled with doubt. "They'll let me go? Why? Did they ask for something?"
Lawrence bit his lip, his tired face showing his exhaustion. "Yes, Brooklyn wants half of the Turner Group's assets and half of my shares..."
"No! Absolutely not!"
Megan stood up, shouting at Lawrence. "Absolutely not! Dad, I only kidnapped her. I didn't hurt her! Even if I'm convicted, I won't get a heavy sentence. You can get me out, but if you give them half of the Turner Group, it's over!"
Two guards stepped forward, pressing Megan back into her chair. "Megan, sit down!"
Megan gritted her teeth, her hand veins bulging, her pale face flushed with anger. "Brooklyn! I won't let her get away with this!"
Lawrence quickly tried to calm her. "Megan, do you think you'll be safe in prison? Sebastian will make sure you never get out alive. If I don't agree to their terms, I might never see you again."
Megan covered her face with her hands, silent for a moment. "Dad, I won't let this go. I'll make Brooklyn pay a hundredfold, a thousandfold!"
"Megan, stop this. You can't beat them."
Lawrence sighed, filled with pain and fear. The thought of facing those two made him shiver. They seemed casual, but both were deadly. One wrong move could be fatal.
Sebastian, with MBK at his command, who would dare challenge his authority?
"My engagement to Simon will still happen. Simon may not be as powerful as Sebastian, but Sebastian has made many enemies over the years. If we unite them, we can take him down."
Lawrence left the prison with a heavy heart, the darkening sky mirroring his mood.
As night fell, Aucester lit up with neon lights, entering another sleepless night.
Brooklyn and Sebastian returned to their villa, the luxurious estate bathed in light, the breeze carrying the scent of flowers.
As they walked, Brooklyn suddenly stopped, took a deep breath, and looked in a direction. "Sebastian, do you smell that?"
"Hmm?" Sebastian, lost in thought, didn't catch her words. Her sudden question caught him off guard.
Brooklyn's face lit up with joy, taking another deep breath. "It's camellia. Do you smell it?"
Sebastian's mind snapped back to the present, her excitement contagious. He took a deep breath, and sure enough, the air was filled with the fresh, clean scent of camellia.
"They've bloomed," Sebastian confirmed. Yes, the camellias had bloomed.
Without realizing it, the camellia season had arrived.
Brooklyn let go of Sebastian's hand, following the winding path to the camellia bushes. "I'm going to see!"
Sebastian looked at his empty hand, shaking his head with a sigh. "Honey, it seems I don't weigh as much as a few flowers in your heart. Maybe I should consider moving them next year."
Brooklyn turned back with a smile. "Sure, move me out with them."
"Alright, I'll go with you."
"Haha!"
Brooklyn stood before the pure white camellias, the warm yellow light casting a soft glow. The elegant fragrance filled the air, intoxicating.
Brooklyn bent down, her nose close to a flower, inhaling deeply. "It's been so long since I've seen such camellias. Thank you, Mr. Kingsley, for taking such good care of them."
Sebastian, hands in his pockets, looked down at Brooklyn, who was lost in the flowers. "Honey, do you know that excellent birds choose good trees to perch on?"
"I know. So what? What's that got to do with your gardening?"
She looked up, her face tilted, and Sebastian, hands in his pockets, looked down at her. His tall, elegant figure made everything around him seem like a backdrop.
Even the camellias paled in comparison.
She felt her heart flutter, almost wanting to hug him.
Sebastian's enchanting eyes smiled. "So, my camellias attracted you."
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