Vera Yates immediately spotted the man standing in front of the car. In a deep purple suit, his nose was high and prominent, lips thin, skin as tender as a woman’s, with black bangs covering his hair. His well-defined face made him unapproachable, and he exuded nobility that attracted passersby.
"Stephen!" she called sweetly, her eyes curving into an appealing arc. However, the next second, her smile froze on her cheeks because, next to Landon Lawson, stood Miles Grant.
In a cream white suit, the corners of his mouth always carried a gentle smile, and his smiling eyes exuded tenderness, making the already calm and gentle Miles Grant appear even more approachable. The cold and warm, purple and white, formed a sharp contrast.
The two men leaned together, watching Vera Yates walk towards them.
Although the astonishment in the woman’s eyes passed quickly, Miles Grant still saw it clearly. After all, being a doctor, he noticed details very clearly.
His pupils slightly contracted, and there was a trace of bitterness on his lips, which flashed by and then returned to his usual smile.
"Miles, you’re here too," Vera Yates said with a smile but naturally stood next to Landon Lawson.
"I invited him. The three of us going together should be better," Landon Lawson said expressionlessly.
Beside him, Miles Grant smiled bitterly, looking at the two with a bit of helplessness: "I didn’t want to be dragged along as the third wheel."
Landon Lawson paused his steps and turned his head in surprise to look at Miles Grant.
Miles Grant knew that there were no such feelings between him and Vera Yates, but why say something so strange?
"Miles, you’re joking," Vera Yates’s face turned slightly red, and she secretly glanced at Landon Lawson to see his reaction. Fresh chapters posted on novel※fire.net
But Landon Lawson remained as expressionless as ever.
Sienna Quinn felt a faint tremble in her heart, not knowing why Landon Lawson seemed off today since asking about the surveillance yesterday.
Could it be that Landon Lawson was starting to have suspicions?
"How could I be joking with you guys? You seemed a bit disappointed when you saw me just now? Your acting skills as an award-winning actress still need some work; clearly, your emotions weren’t well-controlled," Miles Grant half-jokingly said, with a playful look at the two of them.
Vera Yates, indeed, an award-winning actress, blushed instantly, turning her fair face red.
"I invited you to avoid suspicion."
"Avoid suspicion?" Miles Grant frowned at Landon Lawson. The latter’s expression remained unchanged; Landon Lawson never joked, always being taciturn since childhood.
Miles Grant looked worriedly at Vera Yates, only to see her looking heartbrokenly at Landon Lawson’s back, her lips with a bitter, unwilling smile that pierced Miles Grant’s heart.
Vera Yates voluntarily sat at the back of the van, with Miles Grant and Landon Lawson seated side by side, the driver in front.
Miles Grant worriedly looked at the girl in the back, gently nudging Landon Lawson’s arm. Their years of understanding made Landon Lawson instantly get it.
Yet he didn’t glance backward, closing his eyes to rest in silence.
Landon Lawson’s unusual behavior today made Miles Grant frown. Although he always treated Vera Yates as a sister, he cared for her feelings, and such hurtful words were the first in many years.
Sitting at the back, Vera Yates clenched her small hands tightly together, her neck veins bulging, breathing heavily, trying to swallow her inner grievances and resentment.
Her peripheral vision caught sight of the gift box beside her. Taking advantage of Landon Lawson’s inattention, she quietly opened it, revealing a gemstone necklace inside.
This was the latest gemstone necklace, a global limited edition, so expensive that mere wealth couldn’t buy it.
But Landon Lawson actually gave such a precious thing to Sienna Quinn?
Was her position in his heart that important?
Vera Yates felt too much unwillingness inside but could only place the necklace back into the gift box.
PM, Quinn Family’s villa.
Amanda Warren, dressed in luxurious clothes, stood with Tom Quinn in the hall, chatting with incoming guests, while Clara Quinn stood idly by, afraid of causing any trouble per Old Mrs. Quinn’s instructions.
Things would not only embarrass the Quinn family but also annoy Old Mrs. Quinn, making the household less stable.
But in such settings, even forcing a smile tired Clara Quinn. She glanced around, searching for someone’s silhouette.
Axel Yates walked in with Danielle Carter and Sean Carter, the three dressed in formal attire, but Axel Yates couldn’t spot Sienna Quinn.
Clara Quinn immediately spotted Axel Yates, her once dull eyes lighting up.
She nudged Amanda Warren, whose eyes darted slightly when she saw Axel Yates, especially noticing Clara Quinn’s interested gaze, roughly understanding the situation.
Whispering a few words into Tom Quinn’s ear, she quickly led Amanda Warren and Clara Quinn to greet Axel Yates.
Clara Quinn’s gaze remained on Axel Yates, completely ignoring Sean Carter by her side.
Looking at Axel Yates, Tom Quinn thought not only was he gentlemanly, young, and talented, but compared to Landon Lawson’s overpowering aura, Axel Yates’s feeling more favorable, at least not as stern as Landon Lawson.
"President Yates is young and capable, having developed the Yates Group to this extent; I truly admire you."
"President Lamb, you’re being too kind," Axel Yates courteously responded, scanning the room, still unable to find the face he sought.
Tate Lamb and Amanda Warren exchanged glances, promptly introducing Clara Quinn to Axel Yates: "This is our daughter, Clara Quinn."
"Hello, Miss Quinn. Why don’t I see Sienna Quinn?"
Hearing Axel Yates ask about Sienna, Clara Quinn’s initially smiling face suddenly went pale.
"She’s... she’s still in her room."
"Thank you, Miss Quinn," Axel Yates kindly replied, leading Sean Carter and Danielle Carter straight upstairs.
The remaining three exchanged looks, and Clara Quinn stomped her foot in frustration.
Amanda Warren gently patted Clara Quinn’s shoulder, quietly comforting her: "Sienna is his employee; after all, it’s her birthday today. It’s natural to pay attention to her."
"Is it?" Clara Quinn was taken aback.
Amanda Warren nodded.
Clara Quinn, who had been sobbing, finally calmed down, a smile finally appearing on her face.
"Mom, I honestly don’t have high expectations; just a man like Landon Lawson or Axel Yates would do, talented and wealthy."
"Don’t worry, the man your mother finds for you will definitely not be inferior to Sienna’s husband, and you will only live better than her."
Watching the two, Tom Quinn frowned, "Just women, only thinking of men all the time."
Tate Lamb had clearly seen Axel Yates’s attitude earlier, showing no interest in his daughter at all, yet they were here daydreaming.