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.

sat on the couch, eyeing him with a conflicted expression. "Steve, there's something I'm

"Then, don't," he

"It's about Tessa. Are you sure you don't want

lifting

himself, "Of course he cares. When it comes to Tessa,

Stephen wouldn't take

his throat, Quentin continued, "Naomi's been talking about setting Tessa up with some college

and as expected,

gritted his teeth, his face clouding

Quentin swallowed hard as he tried to

into a thin line, his gaze becoming cold

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

and Quentin quickly

felt suffocating, thick with

water. "You know how Naomi is-always stirring

of course, wasn't the

Naomi had eagerly presented her

surge of irritation In a moment of frustration, he had snapped

sharp pinch. That spot