Chapter 2871 - 2880: Wanting to Hide the Scars So She Won’t See
Chapter 2871: Chapter 2880: Wanting to Hide the Scars So She Won’t See
After speaking, he opened the car door, not even glancing at the shocked man, got into the car, and the Lamborghini sped away—
Austin Harper watched as his car disappeared from sight, shook off the two security guards, and punched the wall hard, "Damn it!"
If they’re not friends, then they’re not friends. He doesn’t care!
He said this, but there was a faint pain somewhere in his chest.
"Young Master Harper, are you okay? Your hand is bleeding..." The security guard saw his fist was bleeding after he hit the wall and couldn’t help but ask.
Austin pursed his lips and took out his phone. On the screen was a photo of Renee Anderson, peaceful and beautiful, looking like an ethereal fairy who walked into the world, untouched by its chaos.
He furrowed his brow for a moment, recalling what Adam Sinclair had told him.
——’She’s not what you think she is, and I don’t need to be responsible.’
——’If you really like her, then keep her away from me.’
——’Who told you that? Did Renee tell you?’
Could it be that what happened that day wasn’t as he guessed, and Adam and Sister Renee didn’t have a relationship?
He thought of Renee’s miserable state and her tear-stained eyes, and any wavering in his heart solidified again.
He still didn’t believe that Sister Renee was the type to slander others with her innocence.
Adam doesn’t want to be responsible for Sister Renee, so he deliberately said those things to make him misunderstand! Now, Sister Renee has no one, and if he doesn’t believe in her, he doesn’t dare to imagine how sad she will be.
"Young Master Harper?"
The security guard saw he was lost in thought and called to him again.
Austin retracted his hand, "I’m fine."
He carefully put his phone back in his bag, staggering out of the garage with unsteady steps...
Even if everyone gives up on Sister Renee, he will still believe in the woman he once liked!
...
After leaving Sinclair Corporation, Adam Sinclair didn’t go to Olivia Lewis immediately. Instead, he drove to the hospital, registered for an emergency visit, and had the medical staff treat the injury on his face. He then made a call, asking the secretary to arrange for a makeup artist to come over.
He waited in the lounge for over half an hour before the makeup artist hurriedly arrived.
Upon seeing there was only him in the lounge, the makeup artist was momentarily stunned, "President Sinclair, hasn’t the person you want me to do makeup for arrived yet?"
"Come over."
The makeup artist with a backpack walked over.
Adam’s handsome face was noble and elegant, his thin lips moved slightly, looking at him, "Is there a way to conceal the injury on my face?"
"Uh..." The makeup artist was startled, quickly reacted, carefully examined the bruises on his face, and hesitantly said, "This...using concealer should hide part of it, but to completely make it invisible might be a bit difficult."
"Do your best to cover it." Adam sat on a nearby chair, long legs crossed, and closed his eyes.
The makeup artist hadn’t expected that the company’s director would urgently call him to do makeup for the president, and it was for a concealing job, which left him shocked yet nervous as he started working.
He was a top makeup artist for Sinclair Corporation’s entertainment company, usually doing makeup for top-tier celebrities, and his time was hard to schedule. Moreover, he had his own rules for makeup; he chose the style he wanted, and he hated it when others interfered during his work. Even the biggest stars had to follow his rules, or he wouldn’t do their makeup.
For someone like Adam Sinclair to directly request a concealer makeup, if it had been anyone else, he certainly wouldn’t bother.