A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chater 14 Chapter 14 Getting Angry

Sophie's face darkened slightly, her fingers intertwining nervously.

Benson was lost in thought as memories resurfaced. Whenever he drank too much, Sierra would show up with a special hangover remedy and oatmeal porridge.

His chronic stomach issues, which even doctors said were difficult to cure, had improved significantly thanks to Sierra's care. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt stomach pain.

Sierra loved him so much. How could she possibly fall for another man?

As he recalled the scene from last night, Benson picked up his phone. Seeing all the unanswered calls glaring back at him was like pouring fuel on a fire. Sophie's eyes glimmered as she spoke softly. "Mr. Gray, I saw Sierra arrive at work just now. Maybe I should return the desk to her."

"Not unless she apologizes to you," Benson replied coldly before pausing for a moment. "Bring her to my office," he ordered.

A faint smirk tugged at the corners of Sophie's lips as she nodded and left the room.

"Sierra, how's the new desk? Getting used to it?" Sophie crossed her arms as she entered Sierra's office and shut the door. Her tone was smug and condescending.

with an indifferent gaze and

the silence, Sophie's gaze fell on Sierra's injured arm. Her

sorry. I didn't mean to press

her with a frosty gaze. “You think I can't see

raised her head proudly, her eyes shining with smug arrogance. “Even if you can see through me, what

how you were. Sierra, you're

fingers clenched for a

pressed on, her voice dripping with malice. “Last night, Mr. Gray personally took me home and stayed at my place for quite a while. You know what

the

expression remained impassive. Her voice was cold, tinged with subtle

thought you were just reckless, but you're rotten to the core. You're narrow-minded and pride yourself on being a homewrecker and someone's plaything, Is your body

smile vanished. She opened her mouth to retort,

is unbreakable. If your face is itching for

calm but