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

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

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

his gaze lifting from the

When it comes to Tessa, he won't be able

he knew Stephen wouldn't take the

his throat, Quentin continued, "Naomi's been talking about setting Tessa

and as expected, Stephen's expression

his face clouding with anger.

Quentin swallowed hard as he tried to phrase

pressed into a thin line, his gaze becoming cold and

there are quite a few, actually. There's a six feet two inches guy with an eight-pack, an athlete who's

further, and

suffocating, thick with

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

of course,

Naomi had eagerly presented her list

of frustration, he had snapped at her,

pinch. That spot still