Chapter 185: Chapter 185

Sienna Quinn’s small hands clenched into fists. He had said before he only saw Vera Yates as a sister, but what about now? There’s not a hint of a sibling relationship to be seen here—it’s clearly a loving couple.

Then what was that kiss at her house the other day supposed to mean?

Sienna’s little hands tightly formed into fists, and her once rosy and pretty face also turned a little pale.

She turned her gaze away, out of sight, out of mind—it’s better not to look.

Landon Lawson pulled his hand back. He’d caught a glimpse of Sienna’s expression in his peripheral vision, and a wave of delight swept over him. Was Sienna just jealous? Turns out, she could feel jealous too.

He had thought that in Sienna’s heart, he didn’t hold any place at all.

Appearing from nowhere, Sean Carter was now standing by the gift box. The screen showed Felix Orwell, still grinning as he said, "This is the gift I’ve prepared for you. Go take a look."

A cheeky smile popped up on the screen, and upon seeing it, Sienna’s mood immediately lifted—the displeasure over Landon was suddenly gone.

Sean spotted Sienna looking towards him and personally untied the ribbon on the big gift box, which fell open immediately.

Inside there were densely packed gifts, big and small, totaling over twenty pieces. Discover more novels at NoveI★Fire.net

"Wow! Mommy, there are so many gifts here. Uncle Felix is so nice to have sent so many." Evan Quinn’s eyes lit up, releasing Sienna’s hand as he rushed towards the pile of gifts.

Sienna chuckled softly. This Felix Orwell certainly knows his stuff. He even sent a whole set of gifts from childhood onwards—no wonder he’s a ladies’ man; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so proficient in this.

Sienna walked over, her face full of laughter. Besides Evan, it’s probably these few friends who are the best to her.

"Do you like it, President Quinn?" Sean said with a smile.

"It was Felix who made you do this, right?" Sienna knew Felix well enough to figure that since he couldn’t come in person, he’d naturally have Sean do this.

Sean’s mouth twitched slightly. He’d been busy fulfilling Felix’s assignment.

At this moment, Evan was rummaging through the pile of gifts for a long time before suddenly lifting his little head, looking at Sienna with some confusion: "Mommy, there are birthday gifts from age one to twenty-six here, but why isn’t there a gift for twenty-seven?"

Sienna was also momentarily at a loss. Could Felix have remembered the wrong age?

Sean spread his hands and said, "Don’t look at me, Felix didn’t include a gift for twenty-seven when he gave me the gift list."

"No worries, the fact that he remembers my birthday at all is impressive. I’m not expecting him to remember the exact age, given there are so many women he has to keep track of."

"Sienna, can’t you really see it?"

Sienna was taken aback, looking at him puzzled. Should she have noticed something?

Sean’s eyes were slightly strange. Everyone could see it, so why couldn’t Sienna? Did she really think this was just friendship? What kind of friendship could make a man who frequents nightclubs bury himself in a study just to complete the tasks set by his father.

As the two were talking, the banquet hall door suddenly swung open.

"Sean Carter, it looks like you’re in trouble. Sienna doesn’t seem too happy," came a pleasant female voice, and the sound of footsteps approached.

A hand blocked her eyes, the glaring light almost blinding Sienna.

When the person’s face emerged from the shadows, a big smile finally spread across Sienna’s lips.

"Why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to be in France?"

Sienna looked at Felix Orwell, standing in front of her in a burgundy suit, a charming smile on his face.

He handed a brocade box to Sienna, his eyes filled with undisguised affection: "This is for your twenty-seventh birthday."

Twenty-seventh birthday.

"To give you a present, you came in person, leaving all the beauties in France behind. I never realized how much face I have with you."

Sienna opened her arms and gave Felix a big hug, inhaling the scent of the woman on him, as Felix greedily took in her fragrance.

"Don’t you know, you’re far more important to me than those women."

"You’re not serious!" Sienna lightly punched Felix’s shoulder, and he gave a wry smile, shaking his head. Whenever he said such things, Sienna always thought he was joking. Did he really seem so unreliable?

Is she truly unaware or just pretending not to know?

Felix had met many women, but one with emotional intelligence as low as Sienna’s was really a first, yet he had no way to explain it to her—now wasn’t the best time. And Felix could afford to wait.

For her, he could wait as long as needed.

Landon’s face was dark and brooding, seeing Sienna embrace another man right in front of him!

Vera Yates watched this scene unfold, especially seeing Sienna and Felix hugging, and the smile on her lips grew wider.

"Looks like Sienna and Felix have a really good relationship."

The man’s fist clenched, emitting a sound, his teeth gritting as he glared in Sienna’s direction.

Sienna accepted the gift from Felix and opened the so-called twenty-seventh birthday present in front of everyone, finding a necklace inside.

Landon and Vera’s pupils widened simultaneously—the necklace Felix gave Sienna was identical to the one Landon had prepared.

"I love it." Sienna took out the necklace and looked at the gemstone necklace as her mouth curved up slightly, then glanced at the brooch on her chest, which unexpectedly went well together.

Landon snorted coldly, angrily tossing his gift aside.

A figure appeared beside the gift, bending over to pick it up and presenting it to Landon, "Why get so upset, President Lawson?"

Landon looked at Axel Yates, whose eyes were fixed on him with a playful look that made him uncomfortable.

"I don’t want this thing anymore—is that not okay?"

"Of course it is, but I find it a bit confusing. Sienna is just President Lawson’s ex-wife. The two of you have no relationship anymore, so why still get angry? Miss Vance is standing right by your side."

Axel looked curiously at Landon. When Felix returned, he was also surprised, considering Old Mr. Orwell in France didn’t agree to let him come back.

Axel was well aware of Felix’s feelings for Sienna. Felix had worried a lot about her development domestically, calling him almost every day.

Even someone as good-natured as Felix was about to get fed up with it. Clearly, Felix cared deeply about Sienna.