Chapter 353
Mr. Sterling Told Them to Look After Her
Claire Bennett rode in Mr. Grant's car to the hotel.
In the private dining room, Claire Bennett saw Mrs. Grant. She was wearing an exquisite qipao and light, refined makeup, and it was impossible to tell her age.
The moment she saw Mrs. Grant, Claire Bennett finally remembered who she was!
Mrs. Grant really was a professor at St. S Royal Academy. Before graduating, Claire Bennett had even taken one of her elective courses, but she had only attended two classes before never seeing her again, so she hadn't been able to remember which professor it was at first.
Mrs. Grant looked at Claire Bennett, her eyes full of affection, and said with a soft laugh, "Miss Bennett, I told my husband last night that he absolutely had to take good care of you. I didn't expect him not to disappoint me after all."
"Thank you, Mrs. Grant." Claire Bennett nodded, looking perfectly well-behaved.
Hearing that, Mr. Grant couldn't help but retort, "What do you mean, you told me to look after her? Obviously it was Miss Bennett's ability that impressed me. And if we're talking about telling me to look after someone, Mr. Sterling personally called me and told me to look after her too. Why don't you mention that?"
After hearing Mr. Grant's words, Claire Bennett froze on the spot.
She looked at Mr. Grant in surprise and asked uncertainly, "Mr. Grant, did you just say that Mr. Sterling called you and told you to look after me?"
Mr. Grant nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right. Mr. Sterling said it himself. Actually, Miss Bennett, you don't need to feel guilty. Besides them asking me to look after you, your own abilities are also very strong. If you become Maison Verne's leader in the future, then under your leadership, Maison Verne will definitely shine."
Claire Bennett's brows knitted tightly together.
What mattered wasn't that someone had asked him to look after her, but why Mr. Sterling had personally told Mr. Grant to look after her.
Logically, Mr. Sterling's girlfriend was Willow Lane, so the person he should have asked Mr. Grant to look after should have been Willow Lane. Could it be that Mr. Grant had remembered the wrong person?
If she went back to Sterling International and Mr. Sterling found out, then wouldn't all her happiness have been for nothing?
Panic rose in Claire Bennett's heart, and she quickly said, "Mr. Grant, are you sure I'm the person Mr. Sterling asked you to look after? Could you have remembered wrong? Was the person Mr. Sterling actually asked you to look after Willow Lane?"
No wonder Claire Bennett would think that way. After all, she wasn't even that familiar with Mr. Sterling, so how could he possibly help her for no reason?
Hearing Claire Bennett's words, Mr. Grant said somewhat helplessly, "Miss Bennett, I'm still young, and my hearing is just fine. Mr. Sterling was talking about you. I wouldn't remember it wrong."
Claire Bennett was so shocked she couldn't speak.
At that moment, all that kept echoing through her mind was the fact that Mr. Sterling had told Mr. Grant to look after her.
If she hadn't learned that day that Mr. Sterling was not Julian Sterling, she probably would have misunderstood.
Maybe there was some inside story to it. She had to go back and ask Julian Sterling what exactly was going on.
During the meal, Claire Bennett got up to go to the restroom.
After washing her hands and coming out, she ran straight into a familiar figure.
"Sorry..." Claire Bennett apologized immediately. She stepped past the person, about to leave, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly!
Claire Bennett frowned and looked up, then her expression darkened.
"Ethan Sterling?"
She hadn't expected that enemies really do cross paths on a narrow road, and that she would run into him here.
After they had parted on bad terms at Grandma Sterling's birthday banquet last time, Claire Bennett had thought she would never run into Ethan Sterling again. She hadn't expected them to meet again.
"Claire, who are you having dinner with here?" Ethan Sterling glanced toward Claire Bennett's private room. "I just heard that Mr. Grant from Bertha Jewelry is here. Did you come to have dinner with him?"
Claire Bennett said coldly and distantly, "That's none of your business."
After saying that, she shook off Ethan Sterling's hand and turned to leave at once.
Ethan Sterling looked at Claire Bennett's departing back, his expression dark and ugly. The current Claire Bennett did not take him seriously at all. How in the world had they ended up at this point?
He stood there for a moment, just about to head back to his own private room, when he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.
At once, a cold chill of harshness spilled from Ethan Sterling's eyes, and he quietly started walking after that person.