bChapter /bb73 /b

Lana noticed Sienna massaging her templesb, /bconcern flickering in her sapphire–blue beyes/b.

After ba /bbrief hesitation, Lana spoke gently, “Miss Enna, you haven’t had a proper brest /bin days. Perhaps you could go for a bspa /btreatment to rx? bWhat /bdo you think?”

Sienna shook her head slightly. “I’m fine. bKeep /ba close watch on Jocelyn. Head back to the office. Miles will be arriving soon,” she instructed Lana.

Lana swallowed her words and finally managed to bsay/bb, /b“Alright, Miss Enna.”

Lana asked, “Miss Enna, why don’t bwe /bjust teach Linda and Mr. Hart a lesson?”

Aiden bwas /butterly unworthy of being a father. Though Linda had been sowing discord all these years, hisck of discernment bwas /bwhat caused bVivian /band Amber bto /bsuffer immensely.

Sienna lifted her eyesb, /bba /bglint of ruthlessness shing in her cold, aloof bgaze/bb, /byet her voice remained as calm bas /bstill water. “Lana, for some people, the breal /bpleasurees from peeling off their inasksyer byyer.

“Simply killing them would be too merciful. Remember, psychological torment is far more entertaining than anything belse/b.”

Understood, Miss Enna.” Lana nodded.

Lana opened the car door and respectfully helped her out. She reported, “Miss Enna, one more thing.

“Anya informed me that Miss Vivian will be attending a business negotiation at the hotel tonight. She insisted on going alone and declined Anya’spany.”

Sienna asked, “Whichpany bis /bshe meeting with?”

Lana replied, “Miss Enna, it’s nothing out of the ordinary–just a smallpany bcalled /bLewis Group that does business with Dynastis Company. What’s noteworthy is that Lewis Group is actually a subsidiary of the Sinir family.”

Sienna fell silent. “The Sinir family?‘ she thought. ‘Nora, how have you been?‘

“Investigate someone. I want a full report on her by tomorrow,” said Sienna.

b“/bYour orders, Miss Enna?b” /bLana asked.

Sienna’s cold eyes fluttered slightly, her voiceced with restrained sorrow as she said, “Nora Sinir, the heiress of the Sinir family.”

“Understood, bMiss /bEnna.” Lana bowed.

Miles had been waiting for half an hour when Sienna finally arrived at thepany. He stood up and greeted her, “Hello, Miss Enna.”

Miles stood up and offered his hand. But when he bsaw /bSienna’s face clearly, he was utterly stunned, his breath caught in his throat. ‘It’s really her,‘ he wondered.

“Hello, Mr. Quinn.” Sienna extended her hand for a brief, formal handshake, then quickly withdrew it. “My apologies for the wait. I was held up on the bway/b.”

Sienna wore ba /bsoft, vintage–inspired white dress, adorned with golden–pink embroidery that shimmered like flowing water along the sleeves and

hem.

Exuding noble aloofness, she resembled an angel, untouched by the mundane world. Yet her bgaze /bwas icy and sharp, exuding a chilling intensity.

Hermanding presence radiated an undeniable authority, an intimidating force that made it impossible to look away.

“Not a problem, Miss Enna. Here bare /bthe terms mypany is proposing, Miles said.

At thirty–three, Miles had gentle yet prating eyes behind his sses. Dressed in a brown suit, he exuded a warm yet authoritative presence. The luxury watch on his wrist marked his status.

With her mask still on, Lana stepped out on her own and closed the door behind her. The next moment, Reno came charging at her mischievously, burying her face in Lana’s chestb. /b

Reno threw herself at Lana in a tight bbear /bhug, but Lana,pletely unfazed, just scruffed her by the cor and unceremoniously tossed her aside.

Lana asked directly, “Did you do what I told you?”

Reno pouted, casting onest longing nce at Lana’s chest before unwrapping a lollipop and sticking it in her mouth.

2:16 bPM /bb& /bbd /b

“Come on. You only told me this fifteen minutes bago/b, Lana. You’re way too by the book. I didn’t even have time to catch my breath. Huh? Who’s that bguy/bb? /bbNot /bbad–looking,” Reno teased.

Lana straightened her clothes. “Miles, CEO of Quinn Group and the heir to the Quinn family.”

Reno nodded, took the lollipop out of her mouth, and held it out to Lana with a yful grin. “Want one? bIt’s /bwatermelon–vored.”

Lana reached out and grabbed Reno by the ear. Reno yelped, “Ow, Lana, I was wrong. I’m sorry. I won’t bsay /banything reckless again. Let me go. Help

Chris bwas /bte again today. Lana promptly notified HR to withhold his entire month’s sry. Furious, Chris barged into Lana’s office and demanded, “Why the hell bare /byou docking my payb?/b”

Chris wore baggy ripped jeans and ba /bshirt with shing patterns. Lana didn’t even nce his way.

Lana said sternly. b“/bChris, this bis /byour final warning. If you’rete again, don’t bothering to work anymore.”

Chris clenched his fists, grinding his teeth. “Fine. I’lle in, but at least let me do some breal /bwork. Why am I always the one fetching water, mopping floors, and unclogging toilets? bI /bcame here to work, not to be your damn janitor.”