Always Been Yours (Tessa and Nicholas)

Chapter 10 Who Are You Calling a Mongrel?

Gregory appeared to be considering the proposition, then nodded with a hum. “Daddy, I thought about it, and you’re right. I can’t just stick to the pretty lady and get in the way of her work if she has a busy day ahead.”

Next to him, Tessa broke into a bemused smile. He’s so well-spoken for his age that it’s hard to remember he’s just a toddler.

Having heard his father acceding to the lunch request, Gregory grinned, the sadness fading from his eyes as he cheered, “Yay! That means I get to have lunch with you, pretty lady!”

Tessa’s lips curled into a gentle smile as she crouched down and wiped away the boy’s tears. In the process of her doing so, Gregory pelted her with an endless stream of questions, one of which was, “Pretty lady, is this where you usually work? Can I have a tour of the place?”

Not waiting for Tessa to respond, Trevor interjected immediately, “Of course, you can, Young Master Gregory!”

Tessa agreed readily. “Well, of course, you can have a tour if you’d like. I’ll be your personal guide.” With that, she picked up the little one and propped him on her hip as she showed him all the different departments of the orchestra company building.

That being said, her impromptu tour guide duty came with immense pressure, given that Nicholas was behind them the whole time.

She knew he didn’t like Gregory getting too comfortable with her, so she merely held the boy without encouraging affection.

However, Gregory seemed to think differently, for he took to her like a fish to water. He had one arm wrapped around her neck like it was the most natural thing in the world to do as he glanced around curiously and asked about anything he was remotely interested in, and Tessa answered him patiently.

It was nearly noon when they were finally done with a full tour, and Tessa thought it was time for lunch. Just as she was about to voice this out, the receptionist walked up to her and said quietly, “Miss Reinhart, there’s somebody here to see you.”

brows in mild surprise. Who could look for me

I’ll go and take a look at who it is.” Then, she walked toward the

by the sight of her stepsister, Sophia, and her stepmother, Lauren, the moment she rounded the

and unconsciously, she clenched her fists even tighter. She could already guess what the both of them were doing here

correct, and they were indeed here to confront her about the six million

grabbed Tessa by the arm, her nails digging into the latter’s flesh as she shrieked like a maniac, “You little b*tch! I didn’t peg you for the heartless sort. I can’t believe you actually framed Sophia and pinned six

her daughter into high society and bag a rich man of prestigious background. However, instead of achieving that end, Sophia ended up having to fork out

smirked when she heard this baseless accusation and retorted icily, “I suggest you clarify this, Lauren. It was your daughter who messed up and broke Madam Sawyer’s precious violin before the banquet started, so it only makes sense that you have to pay

to pin the blame on your sister! Where the hell is your good conscience, Tessa?!” Seething, she paused to catch her breath, then warned shrewdly, “You little wh*re, if you don’t cough up the six million by the end of the day, then don’t blame me for making you do it the hard

if your bark

seeing the disdainful look in Tessa’s eyes, Lauren grimaced

the two burly bodyguards dressed in black hurtled into the lobby of the

men earlier today to take Tessa by force. In addition to demanding the

the Reinharts were having a hard time tiding over the steady regression of the family business, and in an attempt to salvage

on track, but his son, to whom Sophia was initially arranged to marry, had suffered a terribly high fever during his childhood, and his brain

of this, she refused to make good on the arranged union, and Lauren thought that now would be the perfect opportunity to force Tessa to take her

possibly take them down. Struggling to break free of the men’s hold, she eyed her stepmother mutinously as she demanded, “What do you think you’re doing,

when she saw how quickly things had escalated, and she frantically