Chapter 103: Chapter 103

"What do you know?" Old Mrs. Quinn’s nerves instantly tensed, her deep gaze fixed on Sienna.

"Just as I thought!" Sienna let out a small laugh, seeing how nervous Old Mrs. Quinn was. It finally confirmed her suspicions that things were indeed not as simple as they seemed back then.

Judging from Old Mrs. Quinn’s demeanor, there must have been hidden secrets back then. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have repeatedly blocked the police investigation and insisted on burying everything. At that time, Sienna felt there was something fishy about it but was too overwhelmed by her parents’ death to realize the strangeness of that car accident.

Old Mrs. Quinn squinted her eyes, not expecting that Sienna was somehow testing her.

"Let the past stay in the past."

"He was your eldest son, how can you just let it go? Those were two lives. You can live with that, but I can’t," Sienna squinted and said. After today’s visit to the Quinn Family, at least Sienna knew Old Mrs. Quinn’s attitude towards the matter.

"Since the Quinn Family won’t investigate this, I will. It’s getting late, Grandma, you’d better get some rest."

Sienna paid her respects to Old Mrs. Quinn and turned around, leaving without looking back.

Watching her leave, Old Mrs. Quinn’s hand gripped her cane tightly, veins bulging. She picked up the phone nearby to call Tom Quinn in immediately.

After sending off Sienna and Landon, Tom pushed the door open and came in, shivering as he glanced at Old Mrs. Quinn’s back.

"Mom... you wanted to see me." Tom wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, having been on edge all night.

With Sienna gone, Old Mrs. Quinn was on the verge of losing her temper.

The sound of the cane striking the floor made Tom shiver again. Today’s banquet had truly disgraced the Quinn Family.

"How are you doing things? Sienna had a child with Landon, and you didn’t hear a word about it? Not only did you fail to please Landon, but you almost angered him." Old Mrs. Quinn’s face darkened, having planned the alliance with the Lawson Group to accelerate the Quinn Group’s growth.

But today, it backfired.

Tom trembled as he wiped his forehead, his voice shaking, "The secrecy around the child was too good, even the outside world didn’t know about it."

Old Mrs. Quinn squinted her eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through.

"Having the child isn’t bad either. After all, Sienna is a Quinn, and blood ties can’t be severed."

As long as Sienna remained with Landon, the Quinn Family’s status would soar far beyond its current standing.

"So, what should we do?" Tom asked in confusion.

Old Mrs. Quinn’s lips curled into a devilish smile, a hint of shadow in her eyes. "Appease Sienna, build a good relationship with her."

Landon was driving while Evan sat in Sienna’s lap, tilting his furry little head up, his small face wasn’t very soft as he watched Sienna, and he subtly swallowed, exchanging a glance with Landon, whispering, "Mommy, you don’t look so good."

Sienna froze for a moment before realizing that she was still occupied with thoughts about the Quinn Family’s situation.

"Mommy is feeling quite good right now." Sienna gently ruffled Evan’s hair, breaking into a big smile.

She glanced at Landon beside her and then at Evan. Only now did she remember, why were these two here together?

"Why are both of you here at the same time?"

Landon and Evan: "Uh..."

The two exchanged glances, and finally, Evan spoke up first, "It’s Daddy. He just happened to pick me up from kindergarten today and found out you were going to Grandma’s, so he brought me along."

Landon froze for a moment, glaring at Evan. This brat pushed all the blame onto him. While other people have sons to take the blame, he was the one taking the blame for his son.

Feeling Landon’s discontent, Evan shrank his little neck, burying his tiny head into Sienna’s embrace. Follow current novᴇls on novᴇlfire.net

Sienna turned her head, her gaze fixing on Landon, "Why are you looking at him like that?"

Landon stared with gritted teeth at Evan, this brat had so easily sold him out.

Sienna coughed lightly to steady her emotions, her eyes flickering, not daring to meet Landon’s, "Though I don’t understand why you’re at the Quinn Family, no matter what, thanks for helping me just now."

The words ’he’s my support’ struck Sienna’s heart. Whether Landon did it to help her or not, at that moment, her nose tingled, wanting to cry. Since her parents passed away, living abroad alone, even with Felix and the others caring for her, she had always been resilient. But today, in a moment of vulnerability, she just wanted a shoulder to lean on, and Landon simply showed up in that instant.

The man’s flawless side-profile, his obsidian eyes focused ahead, driving through the villa district with hardly any other vehicles since leaving the Quinn Family.

Landon stopped the car on the roadside, slowly turning his body, his eyes meeting Sienna’s lively gaze, as he leaned closer, closing the distance between them.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, the scent of her perfume lingering around his nose, and their breath brushed lightly against each other’s skin, creating a tingling sensation that left Sienna frozen.

A faint blush instantly surfaced on her fair skin.

The sound of swallowing was conspicuous in the silent car, as Evan tilted his little head, looking left and right. He could definitely feel the tension between them, so he quickly covered his eyes with a small hand, muttering, "See no evil, hear no evil."

But his splayed fingers, his keen eyes peeking through, made it clear he was watching. Despite all his curiosity about the scene, anyone could see, Evan understood too much for a four-year-old.

Landon lowered his gaze to Evan peeking through his fingers, tapping him gently on the forehead and murmuring fondly, "Don’t peek."

With Sienna’s face already flushed, she grew even more embarrassed after hearing Landon’s words. Her cheeks flushed pink spread up to her ears, and it seemed Evan caught sight of her expression.

"Mommy’s blushing!" Evan exclaimed in disbelief, clearly not expecting Sienna to get this shy.

Landon shot Evan a reproachful glance, his son wisely shut his mouth. If he continued, Sienna’s face might be able to cook an egg.

Landon put earphones into Evan’s ears, playing music for him, ensuring he wouldn’t overhear the conversation between them.