What... does he want to do? Sienna Quinn actually had an impulse, this Landon Lawson wants to indulge in broad daylight, making her legs involuntarily tense.
But why is there no resistance or rejection in her heart, but rather a tiny bit of anticipation.
Crazy, must be crazy.
The expected groping didn’t happen, instead, the man took off his own coat and gently covered Sienna.
The woman froze for a moment, turned her head to look at the coat on her, her fingers gently exploring it, a trace of surprise in her eyes.
"It’s still a bit cold this morning, don’t catch a chill."
A low and hoarse voice echoed.
Sienna looked at the man sitting across from her having breakfast with her, momentarily dazed, was he just caring for her? Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on noveⅼfire.net
He’s not the kind of guy who shows concern for others.
"If you keep looking, we might change what we’re having for breakfast."
Landon Lawson put down the food in his hand, his gaze fixed at Sienna’s chest, suddenly a bit frustrated, it seemed the coat shouldn’t have been put on Sienna, initially meant to cover her graceful figure, but this tantalizing appearance was even more intriguing.
The wicked fire inside him was about to ignite, didn’t this woman know her gaze was quite tempting?
Seeing the man’s burning stare, Sienna felt a warmth in her lower abdomen, last night’s feeling still lingering.
She lightly coughed, hurriedly burying her head, focusing on eating the food in her hands.
"Yesterday... Chloe..."
Sienna’s voice was too soft, so much so that Landon had to perk up his ears to hear it.
Landon indifferently replied, "He takes after me in this regard."
Landon wiped his mouth, picked up the car keys on the table, directly gazing into Sienna’s eyes: "Just like me, perceptive! Aware of the situation!"
Sienna’s face instantly flushed red, wasn’t this implying that Chloe heard everything clearly?
She gritted her teeth tightly, her face so red as if it could drip blood.
Landon looked at her shy demeanor, as he walked out, he said, "I’ll go to the parking lot to warm up the car, change your clothes, and I’ll drive you to work."
Landon’s words fell, and he turned to walk out.
When Sienna was the only one left in the room, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, stretching out her little hand vigorously to fan herself, wanting to quickly calm down.
This feeling of being hot all over, a sense of shame, made her feel somewhat embarrassed now.
Landon Lawson sat in the car, last night he unknowingly fell asleep on the sofa, and it was Chloe who woke him up by patting his face this morning.
When he woke up, the little kid had already had his breakfast by himself.
Chloe chatted with Landon without any strangeness, and in Landon’s view, he must have slept really well last night without hearing anything.
It wasn’t until dropping Chloe off at kindergarten, that when he was getting out of the car, Chloe seriously turned his head towards Landon, pointing at his own little face, and very seriously said, "Look, what is this?"
Landon’s cool voice said.
Chloe rolled his eyes, once again poking his chubby little face: "These are dark circles, a child not even five years old suffered insomnia because of you two last night."
Landon looked very seriously, finally speaking earnestly, "Alright, I’ll pay more attention to the soundproofing in the future."
"That’s more like it."
Chloe was quite satisfied with Landon’s answer.
Seeing Chloe, Landon was once again confirmed, this little kid must be his son, very perceptive, knowing what to do and what not to do.
When Sienna composed herself, she went downstairs looking all bright and cheery, hesitated slightly upon seeing Landon in the car, but still chose to get in his car.
The corners of the man’s mouth gently twitched upwards, pressing the pedal to the metal.
Throughout the ride, Sienna and Landon didn’t say much more.
When Sienna arrived at the company, neither of them brought up last night’s event, this tacit understanding made Landon quite uncomfortable.
Seeing the woman about to leave, Landon pursed his lips and said, "Aren’t you going to say anything?"
"Say what?" Sienna turned her head, looking at Landon’s darkened face.
Coming back to retrieve her bag, she took out five hundred bucks from inside, tossed it into Landon’s car.
"What do you mean by this?"
Landon’s face slightly changed, his voice cold.
"Your service fee for last night."
Landon internally muttered, his face exceptionally grim, his gaze coolly locking onto hers, the woman’s eyes calm, without any ripple.
She wasn’t joking, Sienna was genuinely paying him a fee.
Five hundred bucks, was that all he, the dignified CEO of Lawson Group, was worth for one night?
Seeing the man not taking the money, Sienna placed the five hundred bucks in the car, slowly speaking, "Your skills aren’t that good, only worth this much, so just take it as it is, one shouldn’t be too over the top."
Sienna’s behavior was simply heart-wrenching.
Landon gritted his teeth, only to see the woman swaying her sultry figure, heading towards the elevator.
Looking at the five hundred bucks placed aside, the man laughed coldly, continuously stimulating his heart.
The woman’s figure, in Landon’s eyes seemed somewhat thin, the previously weak woman now becoming the backbone of Yates Group.
In these five years, Sienna had grown a lot, but growth also entailed certain costs.
Opening the little box in the car, inside it lay a USB drive, which had the information handed over to him by the IT boss. It contained all the browsing history from Sienna’s computer.
Landon had already looked through this USB drive, and after seeing it, his emotions were indeed somewhat complicated.
In her browser, the references she looked at were all about those few people.
Vera Yates, Quinn Group, Miles Grant, and him...
Why was Sienna paying so much attention to them?
Her sudden return after five years felt like she had become another person, an inexplicable hostility, for what reason?
When Landon returned to the company, he always harbored a feeling that Sienna was orchestrating a big scheme, but still uncertain, who was it targeting.
Is it aimed at him, or someone else?
In Landon’s eyes, Sienna has become increasingly hard to read.
City Hospital, Doctor’s office.
Miles Grant sat at his place, hands beneath his chin, head bowed, hiding the expression on his face, sunlight from outside the window falling on his back, yet his entire face was buried in shadow.