From Trash to Treasure: The Sinclair Family's Beloved Genius

Chloe Sinclair was slightly taken aback, then a smile quickly appeared on her face. "Good luck," she said.

Hearing this, the two reporters’ eyes filled with joy, and they said in unison, "We hope we run into you again tomorrow!"

Chloe Sinclair, who had been about to turn and leave, stumbled at their words, breaking out in a cold sweat.

She shook her head repeatedly, saying frantically, "No, thanks. Let’s not."

’Even if she had to sit in the exam hall for the full two hours tomorrow, she wouldn’t turn in her paper early.’

’Who knew if she’d really run into these two reporters again tomorrow.’

Chloe Sinclair fled, running all the way back to her hotel.

She just didn’t expect to see Jasper Shaw’s assistant at the hotel entrance.

Chloe Sinclair had met him not long ago, so she recognized him at a glance.

She took the initiative to speak. "Assistant Winters, are you here on business?"

Assistant Winters shook his head. "Our boss would like to see you."

Chloe Sinclair froze, her gaze shifting toward the entrance.

Sure enough, a sleek black business sedan was parked at the main entrance.

"Alright. I happen to have a few things to say to your boss, too."

With that, she strode over and got into the car.

「Inside the car」

Chloe Sinclair opened the car door and sat down opposite Jasper Shaw with perfect ease.

When she saw the dumbfounded look in Jasper Shaw’s eyes, she was secretly overjoyed.

’She never thought she’d get to see Jasper Shaw make an expression like that in this lifetime.’

"Something funny?"

The man’s voice was deep—not raspy from cigarettes and alcohol, but melodious and soothing, like a cello.

Hearing this, Chloe Sinclair subconsciously touched her face.

’Did I give myself away just now?’

But she quickly realized what was happening.

’Jasper Shaw was just messing with her!’

"Mr. Shaw, it hasn’t been that long. Since when did you learn to tease your juniors?"

A faint smile played on Chloe Sinclair’s lips, but that "Mr. Shaw" nearly gave the man opposite her a heart attack.

If anyone were to ask Jasper Shaw what he regretted most...

...Chairman Shaw would absolutely tell them without hesitation that his biggest regret was letting his own wife call him "uncle."

At this moment, however, Jasper Shaw just felt an indescribable emotion.

Chloe Sinclair’s soft voice tickled his ears. He shifted, crossing one leg over the other, and couldn’t help but say, "Such a sweet talker. You’ll call me ’uncle’ just because you’re supposed to?"

"Mr. Shaw is ten years older than me. It’s only proper to call you uncle," Chloe Sinclair said, raising an eyebrow as she watched for any change in Jasper Shaw’s expression.

Jasper Shaw’s expression remained unchanged, but the document in his hand was now crumpled.

He said coolly, "Is that so?"

Chloe Sinclair nodded quickly. "Yes."

Jasper Shaw paused, suddenly realizing this little rascal had played him. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

"I had someone bring you a watermelon." He paused, then continued, "Good luck on your exams. I’ll be waiting for you in Emberfall."

As he spoke, a small, round watermelon appeared in Chloe Sinclair’s hands, a small opening thoughtfully carved into the top.

Chloe Sinclair looked at the familiar shape of the cut, her gaze on Jasper Shaw unreadable.

"Thanks."

Hearing that, a smile suddenly touched Jasper Shaw’s lips. With the gentlest words, he did the most rotten thing.

He said, "Don’t eat too much watermelon, or you’ll get a stomachache. If there’s nothing else, you should head back to the hotel."

Chloe Sinclair paused in the middle of eating the watermelon.

A flicker of suspicion crossed her dark eyes.

She didn’t even know how she got out of the car.

It wasn’t until she watched Jasper Shaw’s car drive away that it hit her.

’So, Jasper Shaw came all this way just to give me a watermelon... and then carve a hole in it?’

For a moment, a whirlwind of emotions churned within Chloe Sinclair.

In this life, she and Jasper Shaw hadn’t had much interaction.

So when she saw the hole in the watermelon, her brain had short-circuited for a second.

Lost in thought, Chloe Sinclair returned to her suite, clutching the half-eaten watermelon.

Ethan Sinclair was just about to head out when he saw his little sister holding a watermelon.

"Chloe, you should save the watermelon for tomorrow. I’m worried you’ll get a stomachache if you eat too much."

Hearing this, Chloe Sinclair glanced at the watermelon in her hand, which she had already eaten half of, nodded, and obediently put it in the refrigerator.

"Get some rest early tonight. When Dad gets back, let him know I won’t be coming home tonight."

Chloe Sinclair frowned.

’This was the first time she had ever seen Ethan Sinclair in such a hurry.’

’After all, Ethan Sinclair was someone who could maintain his composure under any circumstances.’

But right now, his expression was clearly not good.

"Big Brother, is something wrong with the company?"

Ethan Sinclair paused, apparently not expecting Chloe Sinclair to hit the nail on the head.

He didn’t deny it. "Don’t worry, it’s just a sudden situation. I’ll be back tomorrow to be with you for your exam."

"Be safe, Big Brother."

Chloe Sinclair quickly tried to recall if anything had happened to the Sinclair Family around this time in her past life, but she had been completely clueless about such matters back then, and her remaining memories were fragmented and hazy.

After seeing Ethan Sinclair off, Chloe Sinclair quickly entered the system.

However, when she saw Eight in the system, she was so surprised she was almost speechless.

"Eight, you have a body?"

In the system, Eight had a round, white body, and it looked somewhat similar to White.

But it was much larger than White.

"We systems update automatically." Eight’s tone was evasive as it spoke.

Chloe Sinclair raised an eyebrow. She had a feeling Eight was hiding something from her.

"Eight, did you do something to wrong me?" Chloe Sinclair’s eyes narrowed, looking a little intimidating.

Eight trembled all over, its body making a CREAKING sound.

Now Chloe Sinclair wouldn’t believe for a second that there wasn’t something fishy going on with Eight.

"It’s nothing, really. It’s just... I... I used your reputation value to exchange for a body."

Eight lowered its head. "I’m... I’m sorry."

Chloe Sinclair was taken aback. Seeing Eight’s state, her tone softened. "I don’t mean to blame you."

She owed her rebirth entirely to Eight. If Eight wanted to use reputation value to get a physical form, she wouldn’t be angry.

She just hadn’t expected reputation value to have this kind of function.

"So, in the future, I can use the system to exchange for other things?"

Eight nodded. "Yes, but these things are limited to the host’s own use. They’re ineffective on others, and not only that, the host will also be warned by the main system."

Hearing this, Chloe Sinclair indicated that she understood.

But she was a little curious and asked, "How much of my reputation value did you use?"

Eight froze, finally spitting out two words after a long pause: "All gone."

Chloe Sinclair was stunned for a good while.

She seemed to be in disbelief, confirming through gritted teeth, "You said all gone?"

’Over a thousand reputation value, gone just like that!’

Chloe Sinclair’s heart was practically bleeding.

’No wonder Eight didn’t dare to make a peep earlier.’

’So it was because it had spent all of her reputation value.’

Eight hesitated. Perhaps because it had just obtained a physical form, the robot in front of Chloe Sinclair moved very slowly. It tilted its head and thought for a long while before saying piteously, "But I wanted a body."