Chapter 175 Rebuking Patricia
In Imperial Capital, late at night, Michael had drunk quite a bit. By the time he returned to Maple Villa, it was almost dawn.
Patricia was sitting in the living room with a face mask on, playing video games. "Bro, you're back."
She put down the game console and immediately smelled the strong scent of alcohol and smoke on him.
Patricia asked, "Have you been drinking?"
Michael yanked off his tie and asked Patricia, "Where's Sinclair?"
Patricia replied, "She left during the day."
Michael glared at her and shouted, "Did you bully her again?"
Patricia felt wronged and complained, "I didn't bully her! She left on her own! Don't worry about her. She left with her suitcase; she's just doing it to get our attention. This kind of act is so outdated. Ignore her for a few days and she'll come back on her own."
Michael asked, "Did she say anything before she left?"
'What could Sinclair say, other than curse at meher! She is so high and mighty. If she has the guts, she'd never come back to please my brother.' Patricia shook her head. "No, bro, you've been drinking; go upstairs and rest. Don't worry about her. She'll come back on her own."
'Even if she doesn't come back, it doesn't matter. It'd be better if she doesn't. I've seen plenty of women like her, with a bit of beauty and a lot of vanity,' Patricia thought as she was about to help Michael upstairs, but he shook her off.
Patricia said, "What's wrong with you? Is it necessary to act like this over an outsider?"
Michael sat on the sofa, took out his phone, and called Sinclair.
However, when he dialed, all he heard was a mechanical female voice. "The number you have dialed is currently switched off..."
His eyes froze, and he was surprised.
Sinclair never ignored his calls. No matter when or where, she always answers his calls. But this time, she actually turned off her phone...
He felt something was wrong and looked at Patricia to confirm again. "You really didn't bully her?"
"What could I bully her about? At most, I complained a bit, saying she wasn't good enough for you. Isn't that the truth? If she can't even handle the truth, then she's too fragile!" Patricia's tone was harsh.
Michael opened his phone, ready to send a message to ask, and when he scrolled through Sinclair's messages, he suddenly found an unread one.
He opened it—
Sinclair: [Michael, let's break up.]
Just this short sentence.
The timestamp showed it was sent yesterday afternoon.
Yesterday, Michael had a business engagement, took some clients to play golf, stayed at a resort hotel overnight, and drank a lot, barely checking his phone.
He had been busy with engagements for two days, with no time to check messages.
Even if he did check his phone, he had so many business contacts that Sinclair's message got buried.
He didn't pay special attention to Sinclair, so he often missed her messages.
But in the past, if Michael didn't reply for a long time, Sinclair would call him directly if it was important.
He frowned and checked the call log, scrolling through it several times.
Sinclair hadn't called him even once.
Michael was stunned.
Patricia looked at him. "Bro, what are you thinking? Is that bitch Sinclair playing some trick to make you go find her? I'm telling you, to deal with women like her, just ignore her..."
"Have you said enough!" Michael suddenly stood up and shouted at Patricia irritably.
Patricia said, "I'm just worried she is deceiving you! Women like her, I've seen plenty, they're just vain and want..."
Michael scolded, "Watch your mouth! Patricia, I raise you; what right do you have to criticize here? I'm telling you, if Sinclair doesn't come back, you can get out too!"
Patricia stood up angrily, full of confusion. "Why? I'm your sister! What does it matter to me if she comes back or not? Michael, are you crazy?"
Michael said, "You've always been harsh to Sinclair, calling her a bitch. Do you think I didn't hear? I indulged you and didn't bother to argue, but now you're getting more and more out of line. Patricia, look at yourself. If you don't know what you did wrong, go reflect on it!"
Michael was usually very patient and rarely scolded Patricia or showed his temper. He was used to wearing a mask, pretending to be a gentleman who knew his place.
However, tonight, he had been drinking, and he felt inexplicably mad.
Patricia's constant provocations made him even more irritable.
Michael could no longer pretend to be calm. Robert was right; he usually pretended to be harmless, used to being the "good guy" in everyone's eyes, but he wasn't really without a temper.
He was different from Magnus and Robert.
Magnus was sharp, clear about his likes and dislikes, and would go to great lengths for the people and things he loved, presenting the world to them. As for what he hated, Magnus wouldn't even spare a glance, his disdain obvious.
He loved Juniper and hated Juniper, to the point of obsession at both extremes.
But Juniper liked it, blatant favoritism, extremely domineering.
That was Magnus, inherently strong, self-centered, and sharp. He was used to being the center of attention, looking down on others. Since college, there were few people who caught his eye.
So Magnus had few friends; he disdained engaging in meaningless social interactions with people he couldn't see eye to eye with.
As for Robert, he came from a noble background, with a family that had a strong reputation. He always acted with the style of a wealthy heir, arrogant and unrestrained, not caring about costs or consequences because the Browns would solve his problems. He had the confidence to be arrogant.
Everyone thought the three of them had a good relationship.
Even Patricia thought so, using his relationship with Magnus to overstep boundaries, which was one of the reasons Michael left SY.
The real controlling shareholder of SY was Magnus.
He wasn't Robert. Even if Robert fell out with Magnus, he could still return to the Browns to inherit the family fortune or follow his grandfather into politics. He could work with Magnus so casually because it was just for fun.
So Robert never had a falling out with Magnus over work.
However, Michael couldn't be so carefree. At SY, he was essentially working for Magnus. If there were major disagreements, he ultimately had to bow to Magnus.
Like when Magnus used to take revenge on Juniper, Michael couldn't stand it but was powerless.
Because he worked at SY, taking the dividends Magnus gave him.
When under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head.
However, Patricia, as his sister, never understood the difficulties of his position.
Honestly, although Magnus was angry and told them to leave SY, Michael had already wanted to leave for a long time.
After leaving, he even felt much more relaxed.
Patricia rarely saw her brother lose his temper and was momentarily stunned.
Michael pushed her aside and staggered towards the yard.
Patricia looked at his back and shouted, "Where are you going this late?"
Was he going to find that bitch Sinclair?
Patricia shouted, "Bro! You can't drive after drinking!"
Michael didn't look back, just coldly scolded her, "Mind your own business and stay out of mine!"
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