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.

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

didn't look up. "Then, don't,"

a moment before pressing on. "It's about Tessa. Are you sure

gaze lifting from

When it comes to Tessa, he

Stephen wouldn't

"Naomi's been talking about setting Tessa up with some college

at Stephen, and as expected, Stephen's

teeth, his face

tried to phrase

thin line, his gaze becoming cold

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

and Quentin quickly

room felt suffocating, thick

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

course, wasn't the

eagerly presented her list

irritation In a moment of frustration, he had snapped at her, only

with a sharp pinch. That spot