A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chapter 122 Holding Her on His Lap Sierra was about to apologize when he let out a low, mocking chuckle. Then, in a cool yet almost teasing tone, Theo commented, "How do you want me to refer to myself when talking to you?"

When she raised her head, she met his deep, shadowed gaze. The dim light reflected in them, making them look like a dark, bottomless lake, threatening to pull her under.

She suddenly felt a flicker of fear and instinctively tried to step back, but he moved in closer, leaving her with nowhere to escape. Her back pressed firmly against the car door as she looked up at him, caught off guard and unsure what to do.

"Uncle Theo, I was impulsive when saying those words. You're my elder, so of course, you have the right to say whatever you want," she stammered, trying to smooth things over.

However, instead of answering, Theo slowly lowered his head, bringing his face closer to hers.

His warm breath brushed against her ear as his deep, intoxicating voice whispered, "You and Benson broke up. That means... I'm not your elder anymore."

Before Sierra could process his words, his warm fingers brushed gently across her cheek, leaving behind a trail of heat that shot through her entire body like an electric current.

Sierra's fair, delicate face flushed red in an instant. She instinctively tried to push him away, but before she could, he caught her wrist with ease. His other arm wrapped around her waist before she could react, and in one swift motion, he lifted her onto his lap.

The intimate position sent a jolt of panic through her. Even through the thin layer of his suit, she could feel the heat radiating from his body-warm and consuming, like a fire slowly spreading to her own skin.

you doing?!" Sierra panicked, struggling to get off his lap.

"Don't move."

She was certain her ears were burning red, making them

his voice dropped even lower as he continued murmuring against her ear,

mind struggling to catch up. Before she could react, Theo pulled her firmly into his arms,

from outside the car,

are you

of roses in hand and immediately felt a wave of tension Without missing a beat, he stepped in front of the car window, blocking any view of the backseat, and wore a potite smile. "Oh,

of suspicion creeping into his expression.

visit Ms. Anderson," Adrian responded with a polite smile, his tone composed and

Benson's suspicion faded slightly,

His thoughts drifted back to the hotel, to the way Theo

that

slightly as

Theo is always busy. Why