CHAPTER 57: CHAPTER 57: NOT A MISUNDERSTANDING

Unless it’s to discuss non-work-related issues, could it be about her and Landon Lawson?

"President Lawson wanted me to tell you, he will handle the news online."

"He?" Sienna Quinn covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"If he wants to help me out, then he should publicly say he only sees Vera Yates as a sister. I really don’t like taking the blame for this."

The last time Landon Lawson said he only saw Vera Yates as a sister, I casually suggested he hold a press conference, but nothing happened, did it?

In comparison to Vera Yates, what am I even worth?

"President Lawson, he..."

"If he can’t manage it, then don’t bother with those useless words. Go back and tell your President Lawson, he doesn’t need to trouble himself with my matters."

The smile that didn’t reach her eyes left Nolan Shaw slightly stunned.

When did her hostility become so strong?

"Ma’am, you’ve really misunderstood President Lawson," Nolan Shaw couldn’t help but add a few more words, but being called ma’am made Sienna Quinn laugh out loud.

"The future Mrs. Lawson is Vera Yates, please call me President Quinn."

"President Quinn... President Lawson and Miss Vance are not like what you think. Last time online..."

Sienna Quinn stretched out her hand, interrupting Nolan Shaw, her indifferent expression devoid of any emotion, as if Landon Lawson was more like a stranger to her.

"Tell him it’s better not to meddle in others’ affairs."

Sienna Quinn smiled and nodded at Nolan Shaw before turning around and leaving.

Sean Carter turned his head, looking sympathetically at Nolan Shaw, and gently shook his head, "What a pitiful child."

"You talk as if you’re so much older than him. Tonight I’m treating everyone to dinner, let’s celebrate properly." Sienna Quinn tossed the car keys to Sean Carter.

When Nolan Shaw returned to the Lawson Group, he pushed the door open and saw Landon Lawson still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the view of the city.

"How did it go?"

"Jason is very satisfied with our plan, he will come for inspection in the next few days." Nolan Shaw began to report seriously.

Landon Lawson frowned slightly, "I was asking about Sienna Quinn."

Speaking of Sienna Quinn, Nolan Shaw hesitated, his expression also a bit unnatural, "President Quinn said... if it’s not going to be made public, then don’t meddle in others’ affairs."

Nolan Shaw looked up, sneaking glances at Landon Lawson, afraid that his anger would spill over onto him.

But Landon Lawson was unusually calm; he wasn’t surprised by Sienna Quinn’s attitude.

"President Lawson, why don’t you tell the truth to your wife?" Over the years, Nolan Shaw was the clearest about the relationship between Landon Lawson and Vera Yates, and he also knew that the marriage with Sienna Quinn hadn’t ended; the two were still legally married.

Landon Lawson pursed his lips, waved his hand, and let Nolan Shaw leave. Just the other day, his good buddy Miles Grant had come over to specifically talk about Vera Yates.

And for the sake of Vera Yates’ career development, Landon Lawson had suppressed the matter. Looking at the paternity test result placed on the table, his gaze grew increasingly complicated.

"President Lawson, Miss Vance is here."

"Let her in." Landon Lawson sat in the swivel chair, putting away the results placed on the table. Vera Yates walked into the office, full of smiles.

"Why did you come out? Didn’t I tell you not to appear in public these days?" Landon Lawson reproached gently.

Vera Yates sat opposite Landon Lawson.

"I’ve been thinking about whether to hold a press conference. After all, it’s just a misunderstanding. You and Sienna Quinn don’t have feelings anymore. Continuing to be misunderstood like this is bad for both you and her."

Vera Yates was filled with concern, but all her thoughts were on Landon Lawson.

"It’s not a misunderstanding between her and me."

The woman’s heart stopped for a second, her mind went blank—not a misunderstanding? Could he have other feelings for her?

"Stephen..." Vera Yates’ face fell, full of melancholy.

Looking at the woman’s not-so-good complexion, Landon Lawson frowned slightly, a flash of reluctance crossing his face, "Vera, I’ve always seen you as a sister. Our relationship back then was also because..."

"I understand, so Stephen, there’s no need for you to explain. My love for you doesn’t require anything in return." Vera Yates got up, her little face pale and her eyes full of desolation.

Landon Lawson felt some reluctance. Over the past five years, because of Vera Yates’ presence, he had minimized troubles for her, "You came to me because of something, right?"

"The TV station wants to do a special interview with you and me; I came to ask you about it."

"I remember, there’s an award ceremony coming up, right?" Landon Lawson suddenly asked, and Vera Yates turned to him, nodding, "Yes, there’s an award ceremony soon."

"Alright, I’ll go for the TV station interview."

"You’re going?" Vera Yates was somewhat excited, her once sullen little face instantly lighting up with a smile. Landon Lawson nodded. Since he couldn’t reciprocate her feelings, he would make it up to her in other ways.

He nodded lightly, "Yes, that incident affected you greatly, consider it my compensation to you for Sienna Quinn."

The smile on her face gradually froze, compensation?

Is Landon Lawson compensating her?

The woman’s heart clenched in pain, her complexion looking extremely poor.

After they arranged the recording time for the next day, only then did Vera Yates reluctantly leave.

Once she left the company, she made a phone call, her eyes filled with malice, "Find out about that child, and what the connection to Sienna Quinn is."

After hanging up the phone, her face looked unusually ugly; Landon Lawson probably didn’t know yet that there’s a child by Sienna Quinn’s side. This matter might just be the last straw that breaks the camel’s back in their relationship.

Achoo!

Sienna Quinn let out a big sneeze, gently rubbing the tip of her nose. Could it be someone is bad-mouthing her behind her back?

"President Quinn, don’t you dare ditch the bill today; we’re going to eat our hearts out!" Sean Carter teased.

"How much more can you guys eat?" Sienna Quinn rolled her eyes, though she was earning enough to support two people, she could still afford a meal.

The group went straight to a nearby restaurant. Laughing and chatting, they walked into the restaurant lobby.

"Sienna?"

A surprised exclamation came, and Sienna Quinn turned her head to see a middle-aged man standing not far away, slightly tipsy, chatting with friends.

She frowned slightly, unexpectedly encountering Tom Quinn here.

"It really is you. Why didn’t you come home after returning? Leaving without a word, do you know how worried we were?"

"Uncle actually worries about me, huh? I thought uncle would wish for me to end up like my parents, dying in that car accident."

The smile on Tom Quinn’s face gradually froze, clearing his inebriation to some degree.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We are family, and I was also very sorry about what happened to your parents." Tom Quinn spoke righteously.

Sienna Quinn snorted coldly, her mocking smile piercingly harsh in his eyes.

"Since uncle is so concerned about me, but in those five years I was abroad, uncle didn’t even call me once. I haven’t changed my number."