Chapter 3067 - 3076: Wanting to Regain Benjamin Sinclair’s Support
Chapter 3067: Chapter 3076: Wanting to Regain Benjamin Sinclair’s Support
Natasha Phillips got the invitation, which was actually meant for Benjamin Sinclair.
Benjamin Sinclair is not a responsible man, nor is he stingy. Except for occasions where Sydney Sullivan might appear, he doesn’t mind Natasha Phillips being present at other high-profile events.
This time, the charity award ceremony’s influence is mainly concentrated in the entertainment industry, and some socialites and celebrities will attend, but not many. Most of the attendees are from the younger generation.
Sydney Sullivan doesn’t like such occasions; she probably won’t attend.
Natasha Phillips wants to go, and he has no objections.
As for Renee Anderson, he plans to have a word with his secretary, who will then contact the award ceremony staff to allow her entry.
Natasha Phillips looked at him with a face full of gratitude, saying, "Benjamin, thank you. You’re really so good to me."
Benjamin Sinclair couldn’t display too much intimacy in front of Renee Anderson, so he acted as if he didn’t see Natasha’s admiring gaze, offering her support, "Let’s go, I’ll take you back."
Renee Anderson released her grip, automatically standing aside, seeming like she wasn’t planning to follow.
Benjamin Sinclair noted her hollow cheeks from weight loss, coupled with her assistance to Natasha Phillips today, he couldn’t help but offer, "Renee, come along, I’ll take you back as well."
Renee Anderson, seemingly surprised, quickly glanced at him, speaking in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz, "Thank you, Director Sinclair."
Benjamin Sinclair noticed the difference in her address but said nothing.
After dropping off Natasha Phillips at her home, the driver headed to the place where Renee Anderson lived.
In the car.
Benjamin Sinclair turned his head to look at the person who had been remarkably quiet the entire time, hesitating for a moment before speaking, "Renee, I know you’re still upset about what happened last time. I truly couldn’t help you then. Whether you fell down the stairs yourself or were pushed, only you know. I couldn’t afford to offend the Lawrence Family’s Prince. Can you understand my choice?"
Renee Anderson sneered at him in her heart but looked at him with a pained expression, only speaking after a long pause, "I understand, it’s just... Uncle Sinclair, I’m hurting inside. It was hard for me to get pregnant. I never thought of using the child to gain anything. I had told you before, Uncle Sinclair, I said I wanted to raise the child by myself. I don’t want anything; I just want to let him grow up safely. You told me to stay with the Sinclair Family, saying a child is better with a father. That’s when I was greedy... If I hadn’t been greedy to want the child to have a father, I wouldn’t have lost my child."
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, wetting her cheeks. She seemed unable to control her emotions, covering her face with her hands to hide her disheveled appearance from Benjamin Sinclair, speaking with a hoarse voice and tears, "My child was so small, so very small. Whether it was a girl, I could take her shopping, arrange flowers, study tea ceremony together. If it was a boy, I could let him learn piano, horse riding, golf... Uncle Sinclair, do you know how much it hurt when I realized I was bleeding after falling down the stairs? That was my child, my own flesh and blood. As a woman, no matter what, I could never joke about the child in my womb. Why doesn’t anyone believe me?"