Although he verbally disliked it, he still walked over and picked up the phone, looking at the incoming call display, his lips curled up with a devilish smile.
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Felix Orwell doesn’t care about Axel Yates’s answer; someone who doesn’t even know if he likes her is simply not worthy of being his rival. If he loves her, he should say it out loud, otherwise it’s better not to say it at all.
Felix Orwell pressed the answer button, and a lazy voice followed: "What’s up, President Yates? Have you thought about yesterday’s question?"
"I have something to discuss with you."
Ending the call, Felix Orwell chuckled lightly while looking at the phone. What on earth is Axel Yates planning? It’s really hard to see through.
When Felix Orwell arrived at the agreed location with Axel Yates, he saw the man sitting there and a knowing smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
His lips slowly curled into a smile as he casually leaned against the spot.
"What does President Yates want from me?"
"Regarding Sienna Quinn."
Upon hearing those words, Felix Orwell’s expression visibly shifted, and he lightly pursed his lips, "Speak!" Felix Orwell has always been quite concerned about matters related to Sienna Quinn.
Even though he knows Axel Yates has other motives, Felix Orwell still wants to know, simply because it’s about Sienna Quinn.
Concealing his playful demeanor, Felix Orwell uncharacteristically becomes serious. In fact, whenever it relates to Sienna Quinn, there isn’t a moment Felix Orwell isn’t serious; he appears quite earnest.
Axel Yates lightly coughed, looking as if he was about to speak but hesitated, eyes full of conflict, pondering several times before finally saying: "Actually, I’m not sure if I should say this."
"You decided long ago whether to say it, so why beat around the bush?" Felix Orwell mocked, recalling that Axel Yates wasn’t in the past - he used to be gentlemanly and amiable, indifferent to such matters. What exactly happened this time?
Axel Yates didn’t get angry at Felix Orwell’s words and instead smiled faintly.
"Landon Lawson and Vera Yates are married!"
Felix Orwell’s voice rose, drawing the attention of everyone in the café. Only after being watched did Felix Orwell regain his composure, then lightly coughed to ease the embarrassment.
Axel Yates continued with his gentle smile, unaffected by Felix Orwell’s outburst, looking ever the calculating businessman.
He spoke slowly: "They announced it themselves at Sienna Quinn’s birthday party."
Axel Yates took a leisurely sip of coffee in front of him. Actually, Axel Yates wanted to inform Sienna Quinn last night, but the matter with Clara Quinn delayed delivering this news, and seeking out Felix Orwell today had a simple purpose.
He wanted this man to go and tell Sienna Quinn that Landon Lawson and Vera Yates had long been married.
By then, the two of them would truly have no chance.
Felix Orwell furrowed his brow, caught in thought, as he actually hadn’t heard a hint of this news, yet this information was indeed good news.
He had always worried about guarding against Landon Lawson, fearing he would return to claim darling Sienna Quinn.
After all, Sienna Quinn nurtured love for Landon Lawson for so many years, something no one else could compare to.
Felix Orwell also knew that his biggest competitor was Sienna Quinn’s ex-husband, Landon Lawson!
"Is this news reliable?"
"Of course it’s reliable."
This news is as reliable as it gets.
After the two separated, Felix Orwell was deep in thought, pondering Axel Yates’s motives concerning Sienna Quinn - why didn’t he go and tell Sienna Quinn himself?
He just wanted to use Felix’s mouth to tell Sienna.
That way, he would appear kindly on both sides.
"Axel Yates, you really have cooked up quite the scheme."
Meanwhile, Sienna Quinn, having undergone a night of intensity, was utterly exhausted, sleeping until late in the day. When she woke up, the little one was nowhere to be seen, leaving her alone in the apartment.
Gazing at the red marks on her body, her face instantly flushed, her eyes carrying a faint hint of warm affection, gradually transforming into annoyance.
She pulled at her hair forcefully, turning it into a disheveled mess: "Didn’t you say you’ll have nothing to do with Landon Lawson again, how could you... How could you..."
How could you enjoy the feeling this man brings?
Sienna Quinn pinched her thigh hard, grimacing from the pain.
She spat lightly: "Looks like it’s been too long without a man, thinking Landon’s skills are good now."
Regarding this, Sienna Quinn truly has to admit, Landon Lawson also has impressive capabilities in this respect; she didn’t even know how she fell asleep yesterday.
Still making excuses for last night’s incident, she suddenly paused, hoping she didn’t disturb Chloe yesterday...
Thinking of this, the more beautiful her face grew blushed redder, searching the entire house and still not seeing Evan Quinn anywhere.
The password lock is once again opened from the outside, and Sienna Quinn stands in her thin nightdress in the living room, staring as the apartment door gradually opens, the culprit from last night steps inside.
Their eyes meet, Sienna Quinn’s pupils widen, avoiding Landon Lawson’s gaze, she no longer looks at him.
She makes a slight face change while asking: "Why haven’t you left yet?"
"I took Chloe to kindergarten and knew you would wake up late, so I brought breakfast."
He said while waving the breakfast he carried in front of Sienna Quinn.
Sienna Quinn waved her hand dismissively: "I’m not hungry, you better leave."
Her stomach shamelessly growled.
Sienna Quinn, who was eating the food in her bowl, sneakily raised her head, looking at Landon Lawson’s handsome face, then lightly coughed.
Landon Lawson watched as even while eating breakfast, she managed to choke, pushing the milk towards her.
After hesitating several times, Sienna Quinn drank the milk, smoothing herself and lightly patting her chest, Landon observed her movements.
With each pat, the beauty of Sienna Quinn’s chest quivered slightly.
Landon Lawson’s gaze slowly narrowed, the seductive stare making Sienna Quinn shiver a bit, as Landon suddenly stood up and moved behind her.
The woman’s body stiffened, not daring to move recklessly, as scenes from last night played over and over in her mind.