Half-Hearted: Mr. Sinclair, Stop the Act!-Chapter 197: In What Capacity?

Claire Grant was stunned for a moment upon hearing that.

Then she showed a slight helplessness and said with a smile, "It seems... I’m too rigid. Since we’re friends, you can call me Claire from now on."

Claire Grant...

Sienna Monroe, however, pretended as though she was hearing it for the first time, a flash of surprise passing through her face.

She asked suspiciously, "Grant, is that the top scholarly family in Westwood, the Grant Family?"

Claire was also taken aback.

A bit puzzled, she said, "Director Monroe, you didn’t know? I thought when we met at The Left Bank Courtyard last time, Sebastian would have told you my identity."

Sienna was confused, "Hmm? Why would Lawyer Prescott tell me this?"

"I only realized yesterday when I visited the Prescott Family that you and Sebastian have been together for quite some time. Also, Mrs. Troy came to the art gallery a few days ago and said a lot of inappropriate things.

Sebastian was very angry at the time and had an argument with Mrs. Troy, which made her sick for several days."

Claire sighed softly and sincerely said, "I came today not only to attend the closing ceremony but also to personally apologize to you. I hope you don’t misunderstand my relationship with Sebastian."

Sienna was quite surprised upon hearing her words.

But she quickly reacted, furrowing her brows and swiftly sidestepping to avoid her bowing apology.

Her calm eyes showed a slight indifference.

She spoke unpleasantly, "Miss Ivy, what do you mean by saying that Lawyer Prescott and I have been together for some time?

I think you, like Mrs. Troy, have a misunderstanding about this matter, don’t you?"

Claire’s usually serene and gentle face seemed to dip into a dye vat after hearing her words.

There was shock and astonishment, along with a hint of awkwardness and guilt.

"You and Sebastian aren’t..."

She said, immediately collecting her expression and shamefully speaking, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Director Monroe, don’t be mad. I was too presumptuous, speaking nonsense before understanding the situation fully.

I heard this from Mrs. Troy. I’ve known Sebastian since childhood and have never seen him lose his temper,

so I thought he was worried about you getting hurt by Mrs. Troy, which is why he was so mad and made me think you were together. I’m really sorry."

Sienna watched her indifferently, closely observing the expressions on her face.

Her tone was sincere, full of apology, and her attitude was gentle.

Neither from her expression nor her tone could Sienna detect any sign of deception.

But precisely because of this, she felt a slight sense of rejection and caution in her heart.

"I can see Miss Grant’s sincerity, and I know the Grands and the Prescotts have a deep friendship. I just don’t quite understand, Miss Grant, in what capacity are you apologizing to me on behalf of Mrs. Troy?"

Claire was taken aback by her question, her pale and gentle face slightly clouded with an uncomfortable emotion.

But she quickly returned to normal. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

She drew out her words thoughtfully, "Hmm... saying it this way does seem a bit presumptuous. It’s just that Mrs. Troy has always treated me like her own daughter,

has been extremely good to me since childhood, sometimes mistaking me for Joy. Mrs. Troy is a highly respected elder for me, so it’s appropriate for me to apologize on her behalf regardless of my identity.

Moreover, I should apologize to you for misunderstanding you and Sebastian, I’m truly sorry."

Being regarded as a daughter by Eleanor Troy.

Claire’s words still leave no room for flaws.

Sienna decided not to dwell too much on this matter.

She was not concerned about the past between Claire and Sebastian, just offered a shallow smile, "As for the misunderstanding with Mrs. Troy, Lawyer Prescott has already apologized to me, so there’s no need to mention it again."

Claire’s eyes flickered a bit when she heard this, and she smiled helplessly.

After they exchanged pleasantries sufficiently, Sienna returned from the Four Corners Courtyard to the exhibition hall, her smile gradually fading away.

She took a deep breath.

Through her several conversations with Claire, she discovered that Claire seemed to be somewhat impeccable.

She wasn’t sure if this person was truly as simple and elegant as a chrysanthemum or if her scheming was even deeper than June Ewing, the smiling tiger.

She tugged at the corner of her lips, without much emotion.