Chapter 93: Chapter 93

Nolan Shaw was too nervous to know what to do, these two indeed were exactly as he expected, there must be something wrong if they were getting along.

Evan Quinn leaned on Sienna Quinn’s shoulder, his small hands wrapped around Sienna’s neck, and he was making faces at Landon Lawson behind them, full of reproach.

Nolan Shaw sneaked a glance at Landon Lawson and noticed his darkened expression, so he lightly coughed, "President Lawson, you don’t have to take President Quinn’s words seriously just now..."

Landon Lawson squinted his eyes, his cold gaze instantly shutting Nolan Shaw’s mouth.

Cats and dogs... Landon Lawson’s face turned even darker.

Photos were scattered across the table as Vera Yates pursed her lips, her small hand clenched into a tight fist, her once charming and alluring eyes were now filled with resentment and injustice instead of their former cool pride.

She suddenly stood up, sweeping everything off the table onto the floor, and the room became a chaotic mess in an instant.

"Why? Five years, a whole five years, I’ve been by his side all this time, why can’t he see me?" Her sharp voice was even more piercing in the empty room. Follow current novᴇls on NovєlFіre.net

The assistant stood by, head down, not daring to speak recklessly.

She had just received a file that was supposed to be delivered to Vera Yates, which led her to Vera’s house, only to find Vera’s face twisted in fury as she looked through the photos inside the folder.

Her beautiful face from the past was long gone.

The assistant cautiously turned her head to steal a peek at the photos on the table, her pupils dilated in shock, Vera Yates actually had someone follow Landon Lawson? Was she not afraid of that man finding out?

Vera Yates was screaming, destroying everything on the table, and then went on to smash other items.

She initially had people pay attention to the child at the kindergarten, but they accidentally captured Landon Lawson frequenting the kindergarten, and today they even caught the three of them going to the amusement park.

The mysterious child, what is his relationship with Sienna Quinn and Landon Lawson? Could it be Landon Lawson’s child?

The thought barely formed before Sienna Quinn denied it; Landon Lawson’s feelings for Sienna Quinn were lukewarm, how could they have had a child over these years?

For the past five years, she had always been by his side, Vera Yates was certain that Landon Lawson and Sienna Quinn absolutely had no relationship.

Vera Yates raised her head, her gaze suddenly darted towards the assistant.

"Why? Why can’t he see me? Am I only a sister to him?"

"Maybe... he doesn’t love you." The assistant’s voice was small, but that tiny voice instantly touched the most fragile point in Vera Yates’s heart, turning her face even uglier with rage.

She lunged at the assistant.

"What are you saying? Stephen doesn’t love me? Would he go love that bitch Sienna Quinn instead?" As she spoke, she was tearing at the assistant’s clothes, her crazed state caught the assistant completely off guard.

Facing Vera Yates, the assistant wouldn’t dare do anything to her, no matter how many guts she had. All she could do was watch helplessly as Vera’s fists pounded her body.

All the assistant could do was protect her vital areas.

Vera Yates’s expression was incredibly ferocious, venting all her resentment toward Sienna Quinn onto the assistant.

"Miss Vance, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, it must be that woman seducing President Lawson, it must be that." The assistant’s voice was choked with sobs.

Vera Yates stopped and picked up her phone to dial the person who sent her the photos: "What about that child you’ve been investigating? What’s his identity?"

"So far that’s all we’ve captured. As for the relationship between the child and Sienna Quinn, it will all come to light tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? You’ve been dragging it day by day, what have you all been doing? Can’t even find information about a kid, you might as well stop being private detectives."

Vera Yates’s tone was unpleasant, she had spent a lot of money to hire these people, yet they hadn’t uncovered any useful clues, not even about the child, not even a single clear photo.

Hearing Vera’s scolding, the person on the other end of the phone only chuckled.

A knock on the door suddenly interrupted the scene, and Vera Yates stiffened, holding the phone in her hand, looking somewhat awkwardly at the panic-stricken assistant, could it be Stephen arriving?

She shouted towards the assistant: "Why aren’t you cleaning up this mess already?"

The assistant’s body was bruised in patches from the beating, yet she couldn’t utter a complaint, who made her Vera Yates?

Having said that, she turned to the person on the other end of the phone and said: "I’m hanging up now! I’m busy here!"

With that, she hung up the phone, her pretty little face twisting slightly, deliberately portraying a deeply heartbroken expression.

The assistant blankly watched this woman who could change faces so quickly, the contrast was so stark she doubted whether she was seeing things.

After the assistant finished tidying up the room, she opened the door to see Miles Grant standing outside with a smile.

"Is Vera in?" Miles Grant asked the dazed assistant with a gentle smile.

The latter nodded absentmindedly, and after Miles Grant entered, she left Vera Yates’s residence.

Watching the man who walked in, Vera Yates’s initial excited expression quickly disappeared, replaced by an uncontrollable disappointment.

This contrast was evident to Miles Grant, who murmured helplessly: "It’s not Landon Lawson, see how disappointed you are."

Miles Grant casually sat down, his gaze caught by the photos on the table, piqued with interest: "Are you following Landon Lawson, or following Sienna Quinn?"

His eyes sweeping the room, his pupils contracted, and he noticed the broken bottles and jars under the coffee table, causing him to chuckle lightly, followed by a lingering gaze at Vera Yates walking over.

"There’s a feeling of unease, I just think something will happen now that Sienna is back." The young woman’s face was filled with sorrow.

"Unease? I can help take away your unease." Miles Grant chuckled lightly, deep affection in his eyes.

"Forget it, I believe Stephen loves me." The woman laughed at herself, not showing any confidence in her eyes.

Miles Grant burst into light laughter, pulling out the photos taken at the restaurant that night, pointing at Evan Quinn and speaking sinisterly: "Do you know who this child is?"

"Child? Still investigating..." Vera Yates suddenly widened her eyes at Miles Grant, could he know who this child is?

Miles Grant picked up a photo, pointing at the child’s little face: "Don’t you find this child looks a bit familiar?"

Vera Yates snatched the photo away immediately, staring at it, her pupils gradually dilated, her eyes filled with strong rejection: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"It’s not entirely impossible, this child appears to be about three or four years old, if something happened between them five years ago, then this child’s age fits perfectly." Miles Grant spoke slowly, doubt in his eyes.