Chapter 925: Chapter 924
The brothers couldn’t believe that Hunter had thrown his hat into the ring for their sister’s favor, their eyes widened with surprise.
"I might not have time during the holidays," Rosemary said.
Sean immediately chimed in with concern, "Do you still have work left undone? Just say the word, and I’ll take care of it for you!"
Rosemary knew Sean was omnipotent in Belloria, but this was something she had to do herself to show her respect for the princess.
"I need to make a trip to Belloria the day after tomorrow."
She had to deliver a finished dress to the princess in person.
"I’ll come with you!" Sean declared.
Belloria was his turf, and while the brothers knew they couldn’t compete with that, their gazes held a hint of doubt.
"You’re injured, can you really protect our sister?"
"Sis, maybe you should consider me?" Chasel suggested. "You know the strength of the crew I command. Together, they’re no less capable than Sean. Plus, we specialize in stealth. We won’t make a move unless you’re in danger, so nobody will even notice us."
"Sister, it should be Carol and me who escort you," Clark offered, "You’re well aware of our skills. At the very least, we’re better than an injured Sean, and we won’t need Chasel to mobilize an army, which
might spook the enemy."
"You could also ask that guy who helped you out the other day," Hunter hinted.
Just the guy himself could be Rosemary’s assistant.
"Belloria is my domain. Do you really think any of you know it better than I do? Is it even possible for something to happen to sis on my watch?" Sean retorted.
But before Sean could finish, Hunter coolly asked, "What about that unfinished building incident?"
"And sis hurt her arm!" Chasel added.
Clark jumped in, "Sis and I have a better rapport. We work twice as well together!"
"How long have you all been by our sister’s side? Can’t you give me a chance? The holidays are coming up, and she’ll only be gone for a short while. Are you really going to fight me over this?" Sean
argued, feeling slightly aggrieved as he turned to Rosemary. "Sis, back me up here. They’re bullying me because they’re older!"
Older by just a year or two, maybe three—and he called that "older"? The brothers clenched their fists, holding back the urge to hit him.
"Sis, I’m only free these few days. What if I must go abroad for an emergency after the holidays? Let me spend some more time with you." Sean appealed to their sympathy. "My heart suddenly feels so
painful; it must be from their teasing. What if my wound reopens while you’re away? Please, let me escort you."
Rosemary couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the usually cool and aloof Sean showing this side of himself, "OK."
Sean thought he’d misheard. Overjoyed, he looked at his sister, "Then I’ll go get ready! You’re the best!"
After saying that, he cast a triumphant glance at his brothers. See? His sister favored him the most! Who had the most weight in her heart? Now they should know.
The brothers couldn’t believe such a small matter had made him this happy. After watching him leave, they turned to Rosemary.
"For other trips, you can count on Hunter."
"Chasel is at your service anytime."
"Clark’s available, too."
Back in his room, Sean called his men in Belloria, instructing them to be on high alert and ready for a 24-hour duty to ensure his sister’s safety.
He then opened his suitcase, carefully packing all the clothes, pants, and socks his sister had gifted him, not missing a single item.
Just then, a servant knocked on the door, delivering several jackets.
"Ms. Rose had these sent over from LY for you, to help keep you warm."
Sean was surprised his sister had acted so swiftly on her promise to send him some jackets. He hadn’t expected them to arrive in the blink of an eye!
Though they weren’t tailor-made for him by his sister, he was genuinely fond of them. Just looking at those jackets lifted his spirits.
"Did anyone see you bringing these in?" Sean asked the servant, who seemed a bit confused.
"Some of the security guards outside might have seen me, and people in the living room knew when I came in."
"I was talking about Hunter and the others."
At that, the servant was even more puzzled. "They were coming downstairs as I arrived. I greeted them, but I’m not sure if they really noticed."
So they had seen it? Sean thought with a smirk.
The style of the clothes clearly reflected Rose’s handiwork!
Ah, let them be green with envy!
It was finally Sean’s turn to gloat!
"Sean, should I wash these and bring them back to you?" The servant, aware of his boss’s little vanities, offered. "They will be dry in no time. You’ll just have to wait for about an hour."
"Yes. Do that quickly." Sean was over the moon. He thought a moment, then unlocked his safe and pulled out a thick stack of cash.
Would Rose turn her nose up at such a small sum?
Thinking it over, he put the money back, took out his exclusive platinum credit card from his wallet, and then emptied the safe of all the quirky collectibles he had hoarded.
Soon after, he knocked on Rosemary’s room door.
"Come in." Rosemary was busy drafting designs.
Since the family knew she was the founder of LY, she didn’t bother to hide her work from them anymore.
"Sis, are you designing clothes?" Sean entered and noticed, not just on paper, but also on the computer screen, some grand and beautiful, others fashionable and elegant.
He placed the items he had brought in front of her, flipping through her sketches. "These are lovely.May I buy a few of these for you? They’d look stunning on you."
Rosemary smiled faintly, "These are already ordered by clients, some are rush orders that I need to deliver the day after tomorrow."
"So, you’re personally delivering these garments? Who is that person of importance? Give me the address, let me deliver them for you, and you stay home and rest."
"This is one client I really have to deliver to personally."
Her phone vibrated just as she finished her sentence.
It was a call from one of her employees.
"What’s up?" she asked as soon as she picked up, "Still out of stock? Hmm, all I need is this down jacket to complete the order. You keep looking for that; if it really doesn’t work, I’ll figure out something else."
After hanging up, Sean couldn’t help but ask, "Out of stock? What do you need? Tell me, and I’ll sort it out for you."
"It’s a type of down called ’Velvet Royale’. It’s plumper than regular goose down, with higher loft and cleanliness, more resistant to cold, rarer, and more suited to the client’s stature."
Rose explained, "The client will be on a sea voyage over New Year, spending a lot of time out at sea.
The biting cold wind carries moisture that can seep through the gaps in clothing, so this garment has to be especially warm and stylish, with windproof, waterproof, yet breathable qualities."
Sean hadn’t realized that a jacket could involve such intricate considerations, nor had he imagined that his sister would think through every detail of a client’s casual sea voyage.
Looking at the down jacket designs, fashionable, beautiful, and slimming, he wondered. Was the client a woman?