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After Divorce: Remarried to a Tycoon with Twin Babies-Chapter 145: You Dare Lay a Finger on Julian Thorne’s Child!
As Julian Thorne began speaking, his voice was filled with an uncontrollable chill and murderous intent.
When he looked up at the Sinclair father and son on the staircase, his deep eyes were churning with a terrifying coldness, like a blade coated with ice, instantly freezing the air.
Elias Sinclair and Simon Sinclair felt their hearts tighten under that gaze.
Especially Simon, who instinctively took a half step back.
"Touching my people," Julian Thorne’s voice was not loud, but it carried a crushing sense of oppression, "are you trying to make an enemy of me, Julian Thorne?"
As the words fell, he gently pulled Vivian Sinclair behind him by the arm.
Julian Thorne looked down, giving Vivian Sinclair a reassuring look.
"Don’t be afraid, I’m here."
In that instant, the fierceness in him dissipated, his voice becoming gentle and deep, as if he were two different people.
In a moment, all the tension and defenses in Vivian Sinclair’s heart slowly faded away.
She nodded, forcing a slight smile: "I’m okay."
"Besides, I fought back."
With one punch and a slap, she came out ahead in terms of quantity.
Saying this, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She thought to herself that she had made the right move last night.
After breaking the vase, Vivian Sinclair didn’t immediately escape the Sinclair Family because she was worried about Catherine.
But she couldn’t just sit and wait for the Sinclairs to really take the child from her womb.
So, Vivian Sinclair took the opportunity to search around the house for someone.
Fortunately, heaven favored her, and she found the only person in the house she could still trust, the old mute servant—Uncle Warren.
The old man who watched Vivian Sinclair grow up but could only be a gardener because he was mute.
Vivian Sinclair had been telling him stories in sign language since she was a child, vividly describing the outside world to him.
So Uncle Warren and Vivian Sinclair shared an unusual friendship in this household.
Although Elias Sinclair didn’t like Vivian Sinclair having too much contact with Uncle Warren, he didn’t stop their friendship.
But as Vivian Sinclair grew up, their friendship did gradually become distant.
However, last night Vivian Sinclair still found him and borrowed his phone.
To avoid being discovered, Vivian Sinclair just quickly sent a text message to Julian Thorne and then went back to save Catherine.
She knew Uncle Warren couldn’t answer the phone.
But sending out the text message was enough.
Sure enough, Uncle Warren didn’t betray her, and Julian Thorne didn’t let her down either.
Before dawn, he had already blocked off the Sinclair Family thoroughly.
Now, he had even taken down the Sinclairs’ door.
In the instant she saw him appear, Vivian Sinclair felt a sense of peace she had never experienced before.
She realized with clarity that, unknowingly, she had already considered Julian Thorne as her support, her safe haven.
Knowing that he would always appear despite all difficulties and rescue her from dire situations.
Thinking of this, Vivian Sinclair couldn’t help but gently tug at a piece of Julian Thorne’s coat, showing her trust: "I want to leave here."
Julian Thorne looked down at her delicate fingers emerging from his coat, holding onto him, and responded softly: "Mm, alright."
"But, no rush."
"Since we’re here, we might as well clear some things up."
On the steps, as Elias Sinclair observed the intimate familiarity between the two, jealousy nearly drove him mad.
He let out a cold laugh, almost losing his reason as he blurted out: "President Thorne."
"This is the Sinclair Family."
"The girl behind you is my sister, a daughter of the Sinclairs."
"For you to act like this, even if you have immense power, isn’t it overly arrogant, bullying us excessively?"
"To come to our house and take someone."
"And claim she’s your person."
"Is this how the leader of The Thorne Group usually conducts himself?"
"Utterly shameless beyond belief!"
Julian Thorne raised his eyes, meeting Elias Sinclair’s gaze directly for the first time.
The two stared intently at each other, equal in their piercing confrontation.
With just one glance, they could see through each other’s emotions.
In Julian Thorne’s deep eyes, coldness surged.
His thin lips parted slightly; his voice was low yet carried an undeniable pressure: "A daughter of the Sinclairs?"
He let out a mocking cold laugh, "How do I remember that the Sinclairs announced two years ago that they only had one found true daughter?"
"Wasn’t Vivian Sinclair abandoned by you all long ago?"
"I also heard that Mr. Sinclair, you once said: Vivian Sinclair should have been an orphan, and she’s the reason your real sister suffered at the orphanage for over twenty years!"
"Vivian Sinclair owes your family."
"Even when the two sisters’ birthdays came on the same day, Vivian spent it alone, only to be told by your family: unworthy."
"Weren’t these words said by the Sinclairs, and weren’t they once spoken by you, President Sinclair?"
"Having abandoned the Sinclair daughter, what good is there in trying to win her back now?"
"Is it because she has regained some value to exploit?"
"Or is there a guilty conscience, a meager familial affection now compelling you to continue controlling Miss Sinclair’s life."
"President Sinclair, your family’s conduct is truly unsightly."
Julian Thorne’s words were blunt and bare, directly exposing the facade and hypocrisy the Sinclair Family had always maintained.
Making Wendy Warren’s face flush red with shame.
Causing Simon Sinclair to be silently angry.
Causing Elias Sinclair’s face to turn pale with a slight panic as he immediately looked towards Vivian Sinclair.
Did she... believe this nonsense?
Vivian Sinclair was full of surprise.
These words were something she had long known.
Because she had heard them firsthand.
And not a single word was incorrect.
But what surprised her was, how did Julian Thorne know these secret things?
Was it leaked by one of Elias Sinclair’s friends?
However, the expression on her face made Elias mistakenly think that Vivian Sinclair had just discovered this misunderstanding.
He opened his mouth, feeling nervous for the first time in his life, and began to explain to Vivian, "Vivian, when the truth about the real and fake daughters was just revealed, I couldn’t accept the reality for a moment... and said some words against my will."
"Brother doesn’t really not want you!"
Vivian frowned and replied, "There’s nothing more to say."
"Elias, is this fair to Catherine?"
"Don’t forget, she’s the most innocent one."
Vivian always worried about Catherine’s feelings, and standing at the back of the crowd, Catherine thought she was completely forgotten by everyone, but she didn’t expect that Vivian still remembered her.
She gave a bitter smile and shook her head at Vivian.
She mouthed silently: I’m fine.
Then she stepped forward.
"Brother, stop acting."
"I know, it’s my presence that has disturbed the peace and harmony of this family."
"I’m superfluous, I’ll leave on my own."
"As for Vivian, I advise you all to let go as well."
Catherine understood that both she and Vivian had been hurt beyond repair, and that staying in this family was no longer an option.
Faced with both of his sisters turning against him, Elias was furious, his face dark as if shrouded in a black veil, and his fists clenched so tightly they turned slightly pale, "Julian Thorne!"
He blamed everything on this man, believing that it was his appearance that destroyed the balance of everything.
"Don’t be too arrogant!"
"This is our Sinclair Family’s affair, what right do you have to interfere?"
"Whatever happens with Vivian, whatever internal conflicts we have in the Sinclair Family, it has nothing to do with you!"
"Don’t think that just because you have power and influence, you can stir up our Sinclair Family and take away my sister!"
Julian Thorne leisurely adjusted his cufflinks, his gaze sweeping over Elias and everyone behind him.
His eyes were icy and unrestrained: "Arrogant?"
He sneered coldly.
"Right?"
"President Sinclair, do you think you’re qualified to discuss rights with me?"
"I gave your Sinclair Family a small courtesy."
"I personally came here early this morning to propose marriage."
"But you detain my fiancée, and I’ve heard... you even plan to separate mother and child."
"You dare to touch my child, the child of Julian Thorne!"
"Is it because your Sinclair Family and The Sinclair Group think they’ve lived too long?"
It was as if the air froze at that moment.
The conflict between two equally proud men was on the verge of erupting.
Julian Thorne came with an absolutely overwhelming momentum, pushing the entire Sinclair Family to a corner with no way out.
And Elias fought back without giving an inch, maintaining the last shred of dignity for the Sinclair Family.
Until Simon Sinclair suddenly let out a low growl.
"Enough!"
He stepped forward in the capacity of the Family Head of the Sinclair Family.
Although there was still some apprehension when facing Julian Thorne, after a moment to calm down, he was much more composed.
No matter what, Julian Thorne couldn’t possibly commit murder in broad daylight, could he?
However, compared to his attitude towards Vivian, he was much more respectful: "President Thorne."
"This matter is really a misunderstanding."
"We didn’t know Vivian was carrying your child."
"If we had known earlier, we wouldn’t have forced her to make a decision so quickly."
"But even so, did you have to come to my Sinclair Family’s door early in the morning and almost tear us apart? Isn’t that too much?"
"Elias did say something right."
"Whatever internal conflicts our Sinclair Family has, it’s our own affair."
"Even if we were in a bit of a disarray over the real and fake daughters, and it caused her some grievances, in the end, we are still family."
"She was raised by us as our own daughter for twenty-two years, this is an undeniable fact, isn’t it?"
"Even if you and Vivian had an unsavory relationship, it doesn’t give you the right to brazenly come to the Sinclair Family’s door!"
"After all, in this case, it’s your Thorne Family that should be more concerned about reputation than our Sinclair Family!"
Vivian could no longer endure listening to this.
She pushed Julian half a step forward, clenching her fists in anger, "Enough!"
"I won’t deny that I will always owe the Sinclair Family for raising me."
"But Julian and I have never had any unsavory relationship, you don’t need to insinuate here to mock Julian and The Thorne Family."
"He is righteous and upright, and has never crossed the line with me."
"His respect for me is something that no one in this family, or anyone in this world, has ever shown!"
"And the truth is, your good son-in-law betrayed me, trying to make me a tool, a surrogate to bear a child for his first love."
"It was a hospital mistake that inadvertently pulled Julian into this mess."
"Now Julian is stepping up to save me, for the sake of the Thorne bloodline in me, for his child."
"So, does he now have the right to be involved in my affairs?"
"Even if the truth comes out and I’m condemned and cursed by everyone, I will never allow you to tarnish his name!"
"Julian Thorne, let’s go!"
After saying this, Vivian took Julian’s hand and turned towards the open door.
Julian looked down at her holding him, a smile forming at the corners of his mouth, and he was very willingly led away.
The Sinclairs were still in shock from the truth Vivian had revealed.
Elias, seeing Vivian about to leave with Julian, finally showed a trace of panic. He immediately moved to follow, "Vivian, you can’t leave!"
"Stop!"
"Come back to me——!"







