Why are you here

Why did Sean come here? Why is he here… coincidentally at this moment?

Meanwhile, Lyla clenched her fists tightly.

Sean…” She forced a smile as she murmured, “Why are you here? Do you have a business discussion with the Hart Group?”

Sean merely looked straight ahead at the road in front of him, as though he had not heard Lyla’s question. He drove at such a speed that Lyla saw the traffic police signaled him to slow down, but he ignored them.

Both her hands, which were placed on her knees, were clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

“Sean—”

The car suddenly came to an abrupt stop with a loud screech. Sean had stepped on the brakes furiously, stopping his car on the roadside as he interrupted Lyla, “Why were you at the Hart Group?”

Earlier at the Ritz Carlton, Sean saw Lyla going to Tony from afar.

Just as he was going to walk over to them, he heard Lyla asking Tony to help her.

The countless incidents that had happened before this were quite confusing and messy, so Sean ha