Chapter 346
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, muscular chest, still glistening with water. Droplets clung to the ends of his damp hair.
The moment his eyes landed on the message and photos on his phone, his expression darkened.
“Well played, 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 flashed 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 salary, so whatever he asked, the doctor answered without hesitation.
After checking in on Jodie’s condition, 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.
“I 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, she ended up in this situation because of our family-
“Thanks,” Charlotte cut him off coldly.
Sean wasn’t fazed. “How is Jodie doing lately?”
He had already spoken to the doctor last night and knew the answer. He only asked because he wanted to keep talking to Charlotte.
“She’s much better,” she replied.
“Mr. Jasper,” Scott greeted with a calm smile. “What brings you here?”
Sean’s voice turned frosty. “Why shouldn’t I be here? I came to see Jodie.”
“You’ve got it wrong,” Scott said lightly. “No one said you couldn’t come. I’m just a little surprised, that’s all.”
Sean’s tone sharpened. “Jodie grew up under my care. She’s like a little sister to me. I brought her some gifts.”
Scott glanced at the pile of stuff filling the living room–brightly wrapped boxes, dolls, blocks, crayons- an explosion of toys and art supplies.
He offered a polite smile. “Thanks, Mr. Jasper. That was really thoughtful of you.”
The way he said it made him sound like he was the man of the house.
Sean arched a brow. “Pretty sure I don’t need Mr. Lucas’s thanks for bringing gifts to Jodie,”
The tension was unmistakable.

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