CHAPTER 318: CHAPTER 318: THE OUTBURST OF THE VOICE RECORDER

Landon Lawson let out a mocking laugh, his pupils slightly contracted when he saw the table full of food.

Was this woman waiting for him with a prepared meal?

"The flame between Vera and me has never gone out." Landon, losing his rationality, provocatively said while holding Vera Yates.

Sienna Quinn gasped, resisting the pain in her heart. "What’s your agenda today, Actress Vance?"

"It’s not your place to boss Vera around!" Before Vera could respond, Landon roared at Sienna as if protecting Vera.

"Sienna, if it weren’t for you, how would Stephen’s hand have turned out this way?" Vera Yates’ eyes brimmed with tears, her tearful appearance made her seem sincerely wronged.

Sienna squinted, coldly staring at Vera Yates; this woman surely knows how to seize every opportunity!

Sienna couldn’t bear it anymore, she dashed forward and yanked Vera Yates out.

"Stephen, it hurts!" Vera Yates exaggeratedly screamed as if Sienna had dislocated her arm, her sharp voice piercing Sienna’s ears.

"Shut up!" Sienna’s gaze was fierce, she had completely lost her patience and showed her means and stance.

"Let her go!"

Landon Lawson shoved Sienna aside, breaking up their entanglement.

Sienna staggered at the push, looking at Landon Lawson in disbelief.

Was he going to repeat the same mistake and cut off their relationship again?

Vera Yates looked at her reddened wrist, still burning with pain, her tearful eyes indeed stirred sympathy.

"Sienna, why are you always targeting me? Where exactly did I go wrong, you can tell me." Vera Yates said, wiping the tears from her eyes.

Seeing her pitiful pretense, Sienna chuckled mockingly.

Where did she go wrong? She’s done quite a lot of wrong.

Landon Lawson frowned looking at Sienna’s stubborn face, then at the pitiful Vera Yates. If it were in the past, Landon would have indiscriminately reprimanded Sienna.

But after knowing the calculative mind hidden beneath Vera Yates’ innocent act, he’s become increasingly wary of her.

How many more things is Vera Yates concealing from him?

"You should go." Landon Lawson’s gaze was cold, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

"Stephen, what’s wrong?" Vera Yates looked at Landon Lawson blankly.

"My family matters, I’ll handle them myself later." The cool voice came from the man’s mouth.

Family matters?

Vera Yates’ mouth twitched a bit, so in Landon Lawson’s mind, she was an outsider?

Biting her lip tightly, knowing staying would be futile, she obediently nodded and turned to leave.

It seems Landon Lawson’s feelings for Sienna Quinn are even deeper than she thought,

Fine, a bitch should be dealt with slowly! Her days with Sienna are still long!

The living room returned to peace, Landon Lawson no longer paid attention to Sienna, turning to head upstairs.

Suddenly, a pair of soft hands wrapped around his waist.

Sienna tightly held the man’s strong waist, her delicate face pressed against his back listening to his powerful heartbeat.

"Let’s talk." Proposing this request, Sienna’s heart was nervously pounding.

The man was startled, after a moment he gently pushed Sienna away, coldly walking towards the study on the second floor, leaving Sienna with a look of disappointment.

Landon Lawson felt happy that she initiated wanting to be with him, but when the contents of the recorder appeared in his mind again, he couldn’t help clenching his fist. It turns out Sienna really just sympathized with him by staying by his side!

Vera Yates rushed home angrily. Upon entering she picked up a call from the servant.

"Miss Vance, how did it go? How much reward will you give me?" The servant couldn’t suppress the excitement, as if a bundle of cash was already in hand.

"Not a damn cent! You fool! Can’t even find evidence!" Vera Yates unleashed all her resentment and anger on the servant.

The servant was shocked, how could this be?

She, too, played rogue with Vera Yates: "Sorry, Miss Vance! You just told me to record, but didn’t say if this recording would be useful to you."

Facing the rogue, Vera Yates revealed a malicious smile, mocking her ignorance: "You better confess to Landon Lawson that you did everything, otherwise don’t think any of your family gets by well!"

The servant was frightened, not expecting the vicious Vera Yates to threaten her family!

"You! If you dare touch my family, I’ll publicize everything you ordered me to do, making your actress image shatter, and you won’t even remain a star!" Rose Linton, unwilling to lose both money and life, decided to fight desperately.

Vera Yates laughed over the phone, finding Rose Linton foolish, a mere servant thinks she can fight her?

"Then go tell everyone, I’ll see if people believe my words or those of you, a lowly servant who sells out for money!"

"You!" Rose Linton was so angry she nearly ground her teeth to bits, regretting not recording her conversation with Vera Yates to expose what Vera truly was!

But Rose Linton worried about her family’s safety, reluctantly yielded to Vera Yates: "Actress Vance, I didn’t realize offending you, I beg you to reconsider and not let me take the fall!"

"The only solution is for you to take the fall, I’ll ensure your family has no worries for life." Vera Yates disdainfully said, then "bang!" hung up the phone.

The servant listened to the busy tone "beep-beep-beep" with a heart of despair.

Night deepened, Landon Lawson leaned on the recliner. The night wind howled outside, curtains waved with the wind, making rustling sounds. Landon’s eyes were tightly shut, a book on his chest rising and falling with his breathing.

"Creak."

The door was gently opened, Sienna tiptoed in.

With a thin blanket in hand, she walked over to cover Landon.

Looking at the man’s face sculpted like artwork, his refined features more profound in the moonlight.

Sienna couldn’t help but glance a few more times before turning away.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a force pulled her backward, expecting to fall on the hard floor, she instead fell into a warm embrace.

"Speak! What’s your motive?" Landon Lawson started with a cold interrogative tone.

"What motive could I have? Just worried you’d catch a cold." Sienna forced herself to suppress her anger and said.

She thought she’d be released, but Landon’s next moment lips blocked hers, followed by a big hand roaming over her body.

Yet even this wasn’t enough, the man disregarded Sienna’s oppositional resistance, reaching to tug at her skirt.

"Landon Lawson! Are you mad?" Unclear of the reason, Sienna loudly questioned.

"Huh!" Landon snorted coldly: "Afraid? If so, stay away from me otherwise I’ll do worse!"

But who would ever know the pain Landon felt when saying those words.