CHAPTER 12: CHAPTER 12: STILL OLD ACQUAINTANCES?

Sienna Quinn’s voice was not soft: when "Millionaire" heard the woman addressing him, he let out a chuckle.

"What kind of joke is this? Don’t you even know my last name? You’ve even changed it."

Felix Orwell had a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with tenderness, as he handed over the white gift box in his hand.

"Here, Chloe’s gift."

Sienna accepted Felix Orwell’s gift, the smile in her eyes growing deeper.

Seeing this suddenly-appearing good friend warmed Sienna’s heart: he was one of the few people she could truly trust.

Felix Orwell, the heir of the Orwell Group, a typical playboy, but also her best friend.

The Orwell Clan’s main enterprises were in France. Sienna’s successful journey in France over the past five years was not just due to her efforts but also thanks to Felix’s support behind the scenes.

"Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be out partying with one girl in each arm?"

Felix casually sat next to Sienna, raised an eyebrow, his confident eyes full of pride.

"How could I rest easy with you coming back alone? Tell those women to step aside."

"Oh? Should I be grateful to Mr. Orwell then? But when did you start underestimating me like this?"

Sienna pouted slightly in dissatisfaction.

This innocent and playful look was something Axel Yates rarely saw; in the past five years, the maturity and stability the woman displayed made him forget she was just a young girl.

"It seems like you two are old acquaintances?"

Axel Yates looked curiously at the two of them, genuinely surprised about their acquaintance.

Felix casually draped an arm around Sienna’s shoulders, his eyebrows playfully raised: "Here, my best buddy!"

Axel Yates’s gaze fell on Felix’s arm, and he was slightly stunned, not expecting their relationship to be so close, and smiled as he said: "Since that’s the case, let’s eat first."

Axel interrupted their reminiscing, and the group exchanged smiles.

After several rounds of drinks, the superficial politeness from the company staff was effortlessly managed by Sienna.

Over the past five years, things she wasn’t good at previously were now handled by Sienna with ease.

...

"Stephen... try this."

Vera Yates placed a piece of sweet and sour rib in Landon Lawson’s bowl, a hint of a smile on her lips.

The man nodded indifferently, his expressionless demeanor mostly silent.

"President Lawson and Miss Vance are truly a loving couple, with such beauty by your side, how enviable! Are your good news approaching soon?"

A client sitting across from them made a teasing remark with a smile.

Vera Yates’s face blushed, and her small hand wrapped around Landon Lawson’s arm, leaning against the man’s shoulder.

"It still depends on Stephen’s decision."

Her charming and shy demeanor made the men present slightly tremble in their hearts; having such a beauty was every man’s dream, and their gazes toward Landon Lawson were filled with envy.

Vera Yates looked up, her eyes full of affection.

Landon Lawson’s brow slightly furrowed, for some reason, he felt irritated, with the woman who irritated him floating in his mind.

Landon Lawson subtly withdrew his arm.

The man’s action made Vera Yates’s body pause for a moment, and her small hand, resting under the table, clenched into a fist, her nails digging deeply into her skin.

It seemed the appearance of that woman still affected Landon Lawson; could it be he truly loved that woman?

No, she could not allow that to happen.

"Stephen, I’m going to the restroom to touch up my makeup."

Vera Yates left the room, the next room was where Sienna was, and the door was slightly ajar, allowing her to see Sienna’s figure.

She raised an eyebrow, who was the man next to her?

It wasn’t Axel Yates.

The woman’s lips curled slightly, since you’re giving me an opportunity, I won’t hold back.