CHAPTER 431: CHAPTER 431: HOLDING GRUDGES

Confession...

Sienna Quinn’s pupils constricted slightly. Why do these two words make her feel a pang in her chest?

Clara Quinn paused before continuing, "My father has been blaming himself at home these past few days. He even forbade me from seeking you out. Perhaps, only those who have made amends can be reborn... So, I hope you can let my father atone for his actions."

She hung up quietly on Sienna Quinn earlier this morning, a slight wry smile gracing her pretty face...

Staring at her phone, a serene smile finally appeared at the corners of her mouth...

She had been avoiding all issues until now, but once faced and resolved, she felt an unprecedented relief...

At this moment, Clara Quinn finally understood her father’s thoughts from before...

Turns out he simply didn’t want to live in pain any longer...

...

"What’s the matter? What has got you so lost in thought? Who was that call from just now?"

Felix Orwell looked at Sienna Quinn in surprise. Ever since he took that call, he seemed a bit off, puzzled as to who had called.

"It was Clara Quinn."

Sienna’s voice, somewhat ethereal, seemed distant from Felix Orwell.

Upon hearing Clara Quinn’s name, Sean Carter immediately jumped in, a strong distaste on his face, "Why did she call you? Looking to mock you again?"

Sean Carter always had a bad impression of Clara Quinn, given she had scratched him beyond recognition before... Even now, the thought still sends shivers down his spine.

Sienna Quinn looked at Sean Carter’s indignant little face and burst into laughter, "You really hold grudges. You haven’t forgotten about that incident, have you?"

"That incident was a nightmare. How could I forget?"

Sean Carter said with some displeasure.

Sienna and Felix Orwell exchanged a glance, chuckling softly. Even they hadn’t anticipated that incident, and Felix had specially ridiculed Sean when he arrived.

Sean Carter, with a dark expression, watched the two teasing him and took a strong sip of his coffee. "I’ve already bought the tickets."

Sienna’s hand holding the coffee cup trembled slightly, a hint of hesitation on her pretty face...

"Can we put this off for now? Leave in a few days."

Felix Orwell, who had been smiling, suddenly constricted his pupils, a hint of panic in his eyes, "Why?"

Sienna looked at Felix Orwell in surprise, evidently not understanding his strong reaction. She shook her head, questioning, "I said we won’t leave. Why are you reacting so strongly?"

"N-No reason, it’s just that Old Mr. Orwell’s birthday is approaching, and he’s very eager to see you and Chloe soon."

Mentioning Old Mr. Orwell brought an unusual warmth to Sienna’s eyes. His treatment towards her always felt like that of a biological daughter. Not returning for his birthday would indeed be remiss.

"Then, alright."

Sienna laughed softly. As long as she celebrated the old man’s birthday, she would return. Some matters must be addressed eventually...

The issue with Landon Lawson shouldn’t be urgent. She would handle everything then.

Felix Orwell watched the girl lost in thought and gently flicked her nose, "Why do you seem so distracted these days, lost in thought every day..."

Sienna’s behavior worried Felix Orwell more. Had she already learned about the matters on Landon’s side?

But after contemplating, he shook his head. If she indeed knew, she wouldn’t be acting this way now... She probably wouldn’t agree to return to France with him.

Sienna laughed lightly and shook her head, "Clara called me hoping I’d report her parents."

"What did you say?"

Felix was stunned, and Sean Carter leaned over, both looking at Sienna in disbelief.

She nodded with a smile, her lips slightly curled.

"It’s downright bizarre. That woman actually said such a thing? Are you sure it wasn’t someone else who called?" Felix looked at Sienna in doubt. Even now, he couldn’t believe such words could come out of Clara Quinn’s mouth.

Watching Felix Orwell, still holding some grudge against Clara, Sienna burst into laughter, shaking her head in amusement.

"You really hold grudges."

"Of course, I always hold grudges, so even though you two are mine, I won’t let it slide from last time."

Sean Carter’s lips curled into a mischievous smile, his playful eyes rolling at Felix Orwell.

"You don’t want to let me go? Maybe in the next life."

Sean Carter laughed helplessly, seemingly resigned to being overshadowed by Felix Orwell this lifetime... After all, he was his assistant.

Although his boss was sometimes unreliable, he was truly a good person. Whenever he thought of this, he felt he had found the right job... After all, if he had ended up with someone like Axel Yates, it would truly be a fate worse than death.

...

"What did you say?"

The man’s brows furrowed slightly, a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, suddenly exuding a chilling aura that made the surrounding subordinates shiver.

Seeing the cold smile on his face, the subordinate cautiously opened up, "According to our investigation, she has already met Landon Lawson successfully and stayed at the place he arranged, but they seem to have noticed each other. We don’t know the exact location they’re staying."

Donovan Shawcross laughed coldly, clapping his hands in the dim room.

"Truly skilled! Didn’t expect him to really gain Landon Lawson’s protection. Seems he’s aiming to join hands with that man against me now..."

Feeling Donovan Shawcross’s murderous aura, the subordinate asked cautiously, "What should we do now? Should we bring him back?"

Donovan Shawcross waved his hand lightly, "It’s just a small fry. What kind of waves can he stir?"

Donovan Shawcross’s lips curled into a cold smile, not concerned with Caleb Shawcross...

Yet the subordinate beside him frowned. He was not outwardly friendly, definitely not letting traitors end well.

He dared not act rashly.