Her fingers clenched into fists as she stared at the door where Hannah had disappeared.
That girl...
That nobody.
She looked fresh-faced without makeup. She had a natural beauty, an innocence that made her seem approachable, warm.
And worst of all?
Liam had visibly relaxed when she entered the room.
What if...
Sienna’s chest tightened, a sick feeling crawling up her spine.
What if Liam falls for her?
What if he stops helping ?
Her stomach churned with anger.
She couldn’t let that happen.
Liam exhaled sharply, his patience wearing thin.
"Liam, who is she???" she demanded, her voice barely hidding the anger behind her voice.
Liam’s jaw clenched as he looked at her, his expression turning to ice.
"She has nothing to do with you, Sienna!" he snapped. "Can’t you understand my feelings? If you love Sebby, then go to him. Stop pestering !"
His tone was so cold, so final, that Sienna’s breath hitched.
Her lips quivered, her eyes filled with unshed tears, the sa pitiful look that always made Liam lt.
She bit her lip, wearing that heartbreaking expression, her white dress clinging to her curves in a way that would have made him weak before.
But not this ti.
Liam’s gaze remained firm, unreadable.
She stood there, waiting..waiting for him to give in, to soften, to reach out like he always did.
But this ti, he didn’t.
Instead, his voice dropped lower, dangerous.
"If you don’t leave, I don’t mind telling Sebby what happened between us personally."
Sienna’s eyes widened, panic flashing through them.
For a second, it looked like she might argue, fight back, cry harder.
But then she swallowed hard, gave him one last sad, helpless look... and turned around.
Her retreating figure looked defeated, broken.
But the mont she stepped out of his office—
Her face twisted.
The sadness was gone.
Her jaw clenched, her expression cold, ugly, filled with barely restrained fury.
No one. No one replaces .
She had worked too hard to let so fresh-faced assistant take Liam away from her.
Liam was hers.
Even if she didn’t love him—he had always been hers to control.
She would make sure it stayed that way.
***
Inside the office, Liam finally sighed in relief.
The weight pressing down on his chest lifted the mont Sienna left.
She was exhausting.
And for the first ti in years, he felt like he could breathe.
He stood up, fixing his cuffs before stepping out into the hallway.
And there, waiting patiently, was Hannah.
The mont she saw him, she gave a small, effortless smile.
"Sir, have you read the emails I sent you?" she asked.
Liam cleared his throat, feeling slightly embarrassed.
He had spent the entire morning dealing with Sienna’s drama—he hadn’t even opened his inbox.
Hannah watched his expression shift, and with a knowing sigh, she lightly slapped her forehead.
"Focus, sir. Focus!" she scolded lightly, shaking her head.
Liam blinked, then let out a small, amused chuckle.
She was... refreshing.
Without hesitation, Hannah pulled out her tablet, already listing off key points.
"You have to join the eting in five minutes," she began. "The main concerns are the budget adjustnts for the expansion project and the overseas partnerships. I’ve highlighted the areas where the board might challenge you, so you’ll need strong rebuttals. Also—"
She paused for a mont, noticing Liam rubbing his temples lightly, a tired sigh escaping his lips.
She frowned.
"Sir... have you even had coffee today?"
Liam blinked at her, slightly caught off guard. "Huh?"
Hannah tilted her head, scrutinizing him. His tie was slightly loose, his posture more sluggish than usual.
She tapped her tablet against her palm, looking unimpressed. "You haven’t, have you? No wonder you look like you’re running on two brain cells."
Liam stared at her for a second, then let out a small chuckle, the first genuine laugh he had in days.
"You’re way too blunt," he muttered, shaking his head.
Hannah just shrugged, not the least bit apologetic. "I have to be. If I let you run around like a malfunctioning robot, this company would collapse."
Liam chuckled again, shaking his head in amusent.
Without waiting for a response, Hannah turned on her heels and started walking toward the break room.
"Where are you going?" Liam asked, watching her curiously.
"Getting you coffee, obviously," she called over her shoulder. "Do you take it black or with sugar?"
Liam stared at her retreating figure, sothing warm settling in his chest.
No hesitation. No ulterior motives.
She just... noticed he needed sothing and took care of it.
He wasn’t used to that.
Not from a woman.
Not from soone who wasn’t trying to gain sothing in return.
Without even thinking, his lips curled slightly into a small, rare smile.
"With sugar," he answered.
Hannah waved a hand lazily in acknowledgnt as she disappeared down the hall.
Liam stood there for a mont, feeling sothing odd...sothing lighter settle over him.
As Liam stood there, the warmth from his brief interaction with Hannah still lingering, a sudden wave of guilt crashed over him.
His fingers curled slightly, and his chest tightened with realization.
Sebastian.
While he had been tangled in Sienna’s manipulations, letting her tears sway him, allowing himself to get dragged into her selfish gas...
Sebastian had been out there searching for Lilith.
His girlfriend had disappeared.
And what had Liam done?
He had been celebrating with Sienna and Grandma Bria, drinking wine, laughing, turning a blind eye to the suffering of a man who was supposed to be his best friend.
How had he beco so cruel?
How had he been so blinded by his own feelings for Sienna that he had participated in sothing so heartless?
He thought back to that night...the way Grandma Bria had smiled, Leia had giggled, Sienna had cried drunkenly in his arms, saying she was so happy now that Lilith was gone.
And he had just... let it happen.
A sickening feeling coiled in his stomach.
What if Lilith was hurt?
What if she was truly suffering sowhere, alone, scared, in danger while he had been toasting to her absence?
Liam felt ashad.
Sebastian had never been wrong.
Liam had stopped talking to him because of Sienna. Because he had hated how Sebastian never gave Sienna the attention she wanted. Because deep down, he had been jealous.
He had let his feelings for Sienna turn him into a man he didn’t recognize.
And now, he regretted it.
His throat felt dry, his mind suddenly overwheld with the weight of his own mistakes.
He needed to talk to Sebby.
He needed to apologize.
For doubting him.
For choosing the wrong side.
For being a terrible friend.
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