Chapter 147: Chapter 147: I Like You
"..."
Taking a deep breath, Thea Lynch rarely feels this speechless.
"Still couldn’t escape, did you think I left?" Sarah Sullivan crossed her arms, looking very smug.
Thea Lynch frowned slightly, "What exactly do you want with me?"
"Nothing much, just wanted to chat."
Foreman Chandler glanced around, then stepped forward and said, "Foreman Lynch doesn’t have time right now. If it’s work-related, make an appointment tomorrow. For personal matters, wait until Foreman Lynch has time in a few days."
Sarah Sullivan raised an eyebrow, "Are you Thea Lynch’s agent?"
Foreman Chandler: "..."
Before Foreman Chandler could speak, Thea Lynch raised her hand to signal, "The elevator is here, Foreman Chandler, you can go back now."
Hearing this, Foreman Chandler could say no more. After entering the elevator, he hesitantly stuck his head out and reminded, "Foreman Lynch, if anything happens, just call for help back at the office!"
Thea Lynch: "..."
Sarah Sullivan: "..."
Foreman Chandler didn’t underestimate Thea Lynch’s combat abilities, given Thea Lynch’s sharp tongue is quite formidable, and few can gain the upper hand with her.
However, Foreman Chandler was worried Sarah Sullivan might resort to violence. When women fight, they certainly go all out, pulling hair. It’s obvious Thea Lynch is a refined person and wouldn’t do such things.
Thea Lynch helplessly waved her hand, signaling him to hurry and leave.
After he left, Thea Lynch looked at Sarah Sullivan, "Let’s go, we’ll talk over there."
She led her companion to one side of the safety corridor.
Sarah Sullivan was somewhat disdainful: "Why can’t we find a good place to sit and chat? Why here? It looks like we’re doing something shady if people don’t know."
"I don’t have time. Say what you need to quickly, don’t waste each other’s time."
Thea Lynch checked her watch, "I’ll give you five minutes."
Sarah Sullivan reluctantly agreed, "Alright then."
"You know who I am, right?"
"A little bit," Thea Lynch frankly replied, "Silas Cheney’s blind date."
Sarah Sullivan: "No no no, we haven’t reached that stage yet. Not even close."
"OK," Thea Lynch nodded, "blind dating yet to succeed."
Sarah Sullivan: "..." That does seem to be true.
"I don’t like him."
"You have three minutes left."
Sarah Sullivan choked, "I heard you are Ian Preston’s sister, is it true?"
"No."
"No?" Sarah Sullivan’s voice rose a little, "That can’t be, the information I got said you’re Ian Preston’s sister."
Thea Lynch: "You might say we’re siblings, but there’s no blood relationship."
"You..." Sarah Sullivan squinted her eyes, "Is there another relationship between you and Ian Preston?"
"On what grounds?" Thea Lynch smiled.
"I don’t know, women’s intuition." Of course, it wasn’t as Sarah Sullivan said, she’d done her research before coming, asking around the Coronet Circle no fewer than ten people.
The reason she paid such attention to Thea Lynch was that, as people in the Coronet Circle said, over the years, Thea Lynch had been the only woman around Ian Preston.
They said there used to be someone named Nina Sinclair, but it’s hard to tell the truth. What can be confirmed is that Thea Lynch’s position is unshakeable.
She suspected the relationship between the two isn’t simple, at least not as it appears on the surface. But those in the Coronet Circle wouldn’t say much, regardless of their inquiries.
Everyone’s answers were vague, either saying they didn’t know or hadn’t heard about it, or maybe possibly so.
The more she thought about it, the more something felt wrong, so she directly came to Coronet.
She hadn’t met Ian Preston yet, but testing the waters with Thea Lynch seemed a viable start.
According to the Coronet Circle, Ian Preston wasn’t easy to approach, but there was indeed a shortcut.
To get close to Ian Preston, the most direct method was to first approach Thea Lynch.
As long as one gets on Thea Lynch’s good side, as for Ian Preston, wouldn’t that be just a step away?
However, after a brief encounter, she felt this Thea Lynch wasn’t kinder than Ian Preston at all...
This nature could be said to be on par or even surpassing.
Intuition.
Hearing this word, Thea Lynch pursed her lips.
She remained silent, leaving Sarah Sullivan to probe, "Isn’t it?"
Based on Thea Lynch’s past behavior, she generally wouldn’t admit such things at the moment. After all, it’s just the beginning.
When Sarah Sullivan thought the attitude was implicitly acknowledged, Thea Lynch suddenly smiled and said to her, "Then your intuition is quite accurate."
Sarah Sullivan: "..."
"You two really are??"
"Not yet."
The word "yet" was used very cleverly here.
Sarah Sullivan’s lips twitched a few times.
Thank you, I’ve been irritated.
"I guessed it right." Cynical as she was, Sarah Sullivan was mentally prepared for this.
However, Thea Lynch’s response was not especially important to her.
"Since you’re not together, I feel relieved. Once Ian Preston returns to the country, the two of us should meet."
Meeting was just a euphemism; simply put, it meant blind dating.
Sarah Sullivan appeared as if she already had victory in hand.
How could she be anything but a rival in love; Sarah Sullivan put her hands on her hips, trying to overpower Thea Lynch with her momentum.
Unfortunately, Thea Lynch had no special reaction to her words. At least the things she wanted to see weren’t there...
This woman, she’s calm.
Whether it’s genuine calmness or just a facade, who knows.
Sarah Sullivan became eager, suddenly losing interest in Ian Preston. She completely forgot her initial intent; now she wanted to see Thea Lynch lose composure.
It was really hard to imagine what the scene would be like if a person like her went crazy.
Just thinking about it was thrilling.
"You’re not worried at all? Whether it’s family background or looks, we can be considered evenly matched. Besides knowing him earlier, you seem to have no other advantage."
Sarah Sullivan provoked her with words.
Hearing this, Thea Lynch remained unfazed; she slightly curled her lips, quietly replied, "My advantages are more than just what you mentioned."
"Such as?" Sarah Sullivan urged her to give examples.
"Such as, he likes me."
"..."
This is Thea Lynch’s biggest advantage with Ian Preston.
——
Thea Lynch stepped out of the elevator without looking back and strode away. Sarah Sullivan, being somewhat shorter, had to jog to catch up.
"Hey hey hey! I haven’t finished speaking!"
"Five minutes are up," Thea Lynch kept walking.
Sarah Sullivan tried to keep pace with her, "How about I treat you to a meal?"
"No need, thank you."
"Then you treat me to a meal!"
"I came to Coronet by myself, my family doesn’t even know. You’re a local, show me around, let’s have some good food."
"..." Thea Lynch pursed her lips, took paper and pen from the reception desk, wrote down an address for her: "I don’t have time. You go here yourself, just mention my name, the owner will treat you well."
Sarah Sullivan bewilderedly took it, glanced at the writing: Donovan Ryan’s Private Kitchen.
The phone number was thoughtfully attached below.
"No...I want to eat with you, you’re the key point." Sarah Sullivan blocked in front of her.
Thea Lynch walked around her, "Do you have anything else you wanted to talk about?"
"No."
"Then what are you doing?"
"I like you, I want to spend more time with you!"
Thea Lynch: "...?"
