His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 216

"Ms. Mercer, I'm in need of a cook. I'll send you my address-let me know when you're available, but please give me a heads-up before you arrive."

Michelle laughed. "I'm free right now! Are you home? I can come over right away."

"Perfect. Come on over."

After hanging up, Michelle turned to Stephen. "Mr. Jacobson, Ms. Yates agreed."

"Good," Stephen replied. "She often forgets to eat when she's busy. Since her new place is close to the office, you'll need to deliver lunch to her during weekdays. I'll cover your salary, but if she offers to pay, don't refuse. And make sure she doesn't know I arranged this."

Upon hearing that she'd be earning double, Michelle's face brightened. She nodded enthusiastically. "Of course, Mr. Jacobson. You can count on me—I'll take excellent care of Ms. Yates."

...

After New Year's, Stephen immersed himself in work.

He couldn't afford a single moment of downtime because as soon as he stopped, Tessa's face would flood his thoughts.

In the CEO's office, Stephen sat at his desk, focused on typing away.

couch, eyeing him with a conflicted expression. "Steve,

look up. "Then, don't," he replied

about Tessa. Are you

his gaze lifting from the

course he cares. When it comes to Tessa, he

wouldn't

about setting Tessa up with some college

as expected, Stephen's expression

teeth, his face clouding

as he tried to phrase it as delicately as

line, his gaze becoming

feet two inches guy with an eight-pack, an athlete who's six feet three

further, and

room felt suffocating, thick

taking a sip of water. "You know how Naomi is-always stirring things up. Don't worry, I already gave

course, wasn't

Naomi had eagerly presented her

moment of frustration, he had

with a sharp pinch. That spot still