"So, kid, just give up that idea. It’s not easy to increase by five percent." Old Mr. Orwell looked at Felix Orwell with a smile, thinking it would be so easy to leave here? To keep Felix Orwell, Old Mr. Orwell had thought hard and long.
Felix shrugged helplessly, "I say, old man, don’t you just not want to leave?"
"Let you go back ho and continue to trouble Sienna Quinn?"
"What do you an, trouble? I’m looking out for her, okay? I’m one of her few good friends." Felix was imdiately fired up, defending himself with defiance.
Old Mr. Orwell just chuckled, if it wasn’t for his age, his expression was exactly the sa as Felix’s—mischievous and unruly.
With a mischievous smile, he stared at Felix, whose eerie gaze made Felix take a step back.
"Kid, don’t try to fool around with . Do you think I don’t know what kind of feelings you have for that girly Sienna Quinn?"
"What... what do you know." Felix turned his head away, feeling transparent in front of the old man.
Looking at his son, Old Mr. Orwell stood up, patted his shoulder lightly, muttering with a cunning look, "Girls need to be pursued. I’ve heard a bit about her situation. Landon Lawson’s influence in the country isn’t small. If you rush back recklessly, you won’t just fail to help Sienna; you’ll hold her back. By then, my daughter-in-law will be gone."
Felix looked up, surprised at Old Mr. Orwell.
He actually knows?
Soon, Felix smiled lightly. Well, it would be unusual if he didn’t know.
A slight smile hung on his cheek. Capability? As long as he wanted it, there wouldn’t be any lack of it.
Due to the corporate sche theft case, Dominic Lowell was also punished. As a result, the turmoil settled. Watching the news report above, Sienna Quinn closed the laptop with indifference.
What was Dominic Lowell up to? He’d rather take the bla than say who did it.
Moreover, his last words before leaving were actually reminding her that soone wanted to hurt her. Who is that person?
Checking the ti, it was ti to head to the office. Next week, HR Group would be evaluating Yates Group.
Sienna freshened up, exuding a clean and competent look, full of a professional aura. Although a bone fracture takes a hundred days to heal, she could barely drive now. As she reached the underground parking lot, just as she started the car, another car suddenly appeared in front, blocking her path.
Sienna slamd on the brakes, her body lurching forward with inertia, almost hitting the steering wheel.
She looked at the car before her with a dark expression, slamd the steering wheel furiously, and angrily pushed open the car door to get out.
Knock, knock, knock!
She pounded on the car window with a fierce expression, "Get out! How are you driving? You may not care about your life, but I value mine!"
The look on Sienna’s face couldn’t have been worse. Revenge hadn’t been exacted yet, and she had a son at ho. If anything happened to her, what about her son?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. In matters of life and death, Sienna couldn’t calm down.
"Get out here and talk. If you don’t care about yourself, I still have to care about . If sothing happens to , what about my son?"
The car window slowly rolled down, and a familiar, indifferent face appeared before Sienna.
The woman, who had been arguing, suddenly stopped, staring blankly at Landon Lawson on the driver’s seat.
Looking at the man so close, her daze only lasted a mont.
"Landon Lawson, are you trying to kill ?"
Her shouting voice almost pierced Landon Lawson’s eardrums. The man’s attractive eyebrows slightly furrowed as he looked at Sienna, who was hands on hips and full of anger. It was really the first ti he had seen Sienna flare up at him, yet oddly, he found it a bit cute.
At least, this realness was better than the cold and heartless version.
"Get in the car!"
"What did you say?"
Sienna coldly laughed, crossing her arms and mocking Landon Lawson, "Were you so scared just now that your brain isn’t functioning?"
"Paternity test!" The four detached words spilled from the man’s mouth.
"Fine! Get in!" Without another word, Sienna opened Landon Lawson’s car and got in.
Fifteen minutes later, Sienna stood on the rooftop, the breeze sweeping through her hair, lifting it lightly in the wind, passing through her slender fingers.
But the expression on the woman’s face was far from relaxed as her movents suggested.
"Landon Lawson, you didn’t bring up here just to chat, did you?"
Landon turned, looking at the woman behind him, her thin and frail figure appearing sowhat unhealthy, as if the wind might blow her away at any mont.
Instinctively, he took off his jacket and gently draped it over Sienna, "Of course not just to chat. You think I’m as idle as you?"
Idle? How was she, Sienna, idle?
She reached out, just about to pull the clothes off when that big hand of his grabbed her small hand first.
Their faces were close, the scent of his cologne was overwhelming, and its subtle fragrance was just the sa as five years ago.
The familiar feeling made her nose tingle. This familiar cologne scent, who knew how many won had worn it. At least, Vera Yates had worn it.
"President Lawson, isn’t this action of yours a bit inappropriate?" With her eyes lowered, looking at their chests pressed together, the man’s breath was like a gentle breeze against her face, and the ambiguity in his actions made her recoil from within.
If it weren’t for being enamored by his tenderness years ago, how would she end up like that?
Landon squinted slightly, looking at the woman held firmly in his grip, and surprisingly smiled, "What’s inappropriate? You are my woman."
"Isn’t your woman Vera Yates? And we haven’t had any relationship since five years ago, and our marriage ended back then."
Sienna squinted, the previous rage long gone, her indifferent gaze making Landon uneasy.
The man snorted coldly, tightening his grip on her hand, stepping closer, and pressing Sienna against the wall.
"Do you really want to be rid of that badly?"
Sienna seed to hear the world’s funniest joke, leaning her head closer to the man’s ear, mockingly saying, "What do you think?"
The warm breath from her mouth blew against Landon’s earlobe, a rush of heat spreading through his body, the tingling sensation thrilling and strange. Heat flared in his lower abdon.
For five years, he hadn’t felt this way. His usually strong self-control was suddenly on the verge of breaking.
"Are you trying to play hard to get?" The corners of the man’s mouth lifted slowly, assuming this was Sienna’s way of seducing him, much like five years ago when she pleased his grandfather to marry him.
Only five years ago there was nothing but endless disdain, now there’s expectation.
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