His Knees, His Pleas, But Our Son's in Peace

Chapter 17

Sienna strode into the room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor as she approached. "Nathan...," she called, her tone a mix of frustration and disbelief.

Nathan glanced up from his desk, his brow creasing. "What are you doing here?"

Sienna's lips tightened as she crossed her arms. "What am I doing

here? It's not because you haven't answered my calls for days, is it? People have been looking for you, Nathan. Urgent matters, and no one could find you. So, I had no choice but to come to your office."

Nathan sighed heavily, rubbing his temples as though trying to ward off an impending headache. He had indeed ignored her calls, and every time, he had done it right in front of of me. Each time, he'd cast a

furtive e glance my way, gauging my reaction.

"It's been... busy lately," Nathan finally muttered, his voice flat. "Tell

what, I'll have Reid accompany you for anything you need. Just call him if there's something urgent."

Sienna's eyes widened, her expression shifting from frustration to

hurt

me. A long time ago," she pressed, her voice trembling slightly. "I've already notified the media about the event. If you don't show up, I'll be

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remained silent.

however, wasn't done. She noticed

and, with an air of smugness, walked over to

"Why aren't you eating, sis?" she asked, her

"Still

into the chair across from me, her fingers reaching for the cutlery. "I'm hungry," she said with a light, dismissive

blinked, clearly taken aback by my sharp

leaned forward slightly. "Besides," I added, my

sick, I'll throw up

I'm reviewing.

do you mean by

spoiled child. "Nathan, I'm just hungry. I

flicking between the two of us

thickened in the air.