Chapter 152: Chapter 152

Looking at Sienna Quinn, who was avoiding his gaze, Landon Lawson repeated once more: "I’m not just doing this for Chloe, I’m doing it for you. You’re my wife, he’s my son."

Sienna took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the flutter in her heart.

Landon’s gaze stayed fixed on Sienna, wanting to discern every expression on her face, just to know what she was thinking. Her response was very important to him.

If it were five years ago, Landon would have never thought he would one day care so much about Sienna’s opinion.

"If it were me five years ago, I would be very moved. But as I said, time changes many things. What you’re saying now sounds like a joke to me."

"A joke? You actually take this as a joke?" Landon laughed in anger. This was something he’d only said once in his life, yet Sienna had taken his heartfelt words as a joke.

There was a feeling of being trampled on.

Landon, always proud, was constantly hurt by Sienna’s disregard, which provoked his self-esteem. As they locked eyes, a hint of anger could be seen in the man’s gaze.

The little sparks between them could explode at any moment.

"Mmm..." A soft, childlike murmur interrupted their conversation.

Evan Quinn rubbed his eyes, looking drowsily at the two of them: "Mommy, how long did I sleep?"

"Good boy, don’t sleep in the car. It’s uncomfortable and you might get sick." Sienna gently touched Evan’s hair, the look of motherly love in her eyes very different from the one she had just given Landon.

Evan nodded obediently. He originally wanted to keep eavesdropping, but realizing that a quarrel might break out at any moment, his awakening temporarily stalled their conflict. Latest content published on novel•fire.net

Landon squinted at the two of them. Sienna took Evan out of the car and walked away without looking back.

"Bye Daddy, we’re leaving!" Evan reluctantly waved to his daddy.

"I’ll come pick you up in the morning."

Landon said from behind, but Sienna pretended not to hear, instead quickening her pace,

Evan busily turned to give his daddy an OK hand gesture.

Back at home, Sienna called Evan over, "Mommy is very tired. Let’s just rest at home tomorrow and not go out."

Sienna really didn’t dare to see Landon again. His earlier words had already set her heart aflutter, almost breaking the defenses she had held for so long. She didn’t want her hatred to completely disappear; otherwise, the struggle of the past five years would have been for nothing.

"Mommy, I want to be with Daddy. I wish both of you could be with me. Other kids always have both Mommy and Daddy, but I’ve never..." Evan looked at Sienna with pitiful eyes, his voice full of sorrow.

Seeing Evan , Sienna couldn’t harden her heart any longer.

"If you want to see him, then we’ll see him tomorrow."

Sienna was really quite exhausted. The strong woman she was, she had to handle so many things every day. Although she had secured the HR collaboration, she was always personally involved in the follow-up. Evan understood how hard it was for Sienna, so he could already take care of himself. After saying goodnight to Sienna, he sensibly returned to his room.

Sienna watched as his little rear end wiggled out of her room, and lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

The image of Landon appeared frequently in her mind. Was she now so concerned about this man?

Sienna shook her head vigorously, trying to discard all these thoughts. Securing the collaboration was just the beginning; all her revenge was just starting. Those who wronged her would pay the price.

She fell asleep amidst her planned hatred.

However, she didn’t know that at that moment, Evan was scheming with Landon to design a wonderful day for tomorrow.

Evan repeatedly told Landon to dress handsomely. He also requested Landon buy flowers for Sienna, emphasizing that girls all love flowers. He even secretly told Landon that Sienna’s favorite flowers were baby’s breath, white baby’s breath.

"Who taught you all this? How do you know so much about wooing girls?" Landon squinted suspiciously at his son, who seemed to know more about these things than him, his own father.

Evan was quite proud, raising his head he said: "Of course, it’s Uncle Felix. He often tells me how to gain a girl’s favor."

Hearing that name, Landon frowned deeply. He should have anticipated it; in France, there was a rogue like him.

From Nolan Shaw’s information, Landon knew Felix was the heir of the Orwell Group, frequently seen in all sorts of nightclubs. Not only did he go himself, he even seemed to be leading his son astray. Just the thought made him angry.

"Don’t interact with him anymore!"

"Why not? Uncle Felix is a good person. Whenever he comes over, he brings Mommy flowers, and she’s always so happy." Evan said in his babyish voice while chatting with Landon on the phone, occasionally peeking at the room door, afraid that Sienna might come in and catch him.

Landon’s expression turned grim as he suddenly thought of something, speaking slowly: "Does Felix visit often?" The look in the man’s eyes wasn’t friendly. Although Sienna couldn’t see him, she could tell his tone wasn’t normal.

"He’s Mommy’s friend. Sometimes when Mommy is too busy to watch over me, it’s always Uncle Felix who takes care of me." Evan said earnestly.

He even often took care of Evan?

Landon’s eyes narrowed, his chest heaving. Even he didn’t realize how unsteady he’d become, the composed calmness he once had was long gone.

Evan continued talking on the phone, completely unaware that Landon was about to burst with anger, yet he kept talking nonstop.

Suddenly, the line went dead, and Evan paused, looking at his phone in confusion. They were talking fine; why did he suddenly hang up? Did something come up?

After all, Landon was a busy man, though the CEO, he wasn’t much lighter in workload than his employees.

Evan settled his thoughts, unaware that on the other end, in the study, Landon had furiously ended the call, angrily throwing the phone onto the floor. Landon couldn’t guarantee that if he listened to Evan any longer, he wouldn’t immediately buy a plane ticket to France to question Axel Yates directly.

Such tactics to win Sienna over were not ones Landon would employ. Should he even let Felix tell him how to win back his own wife?