His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 217

The drink from the cup slowly soaked into the carpet, leaving a dark stain.

Quentin stared at the mess, clicking his tongue in frustration. "Stephen, don't worry. Tessa's not that easy," he reassured him.

Stephen stood motionless, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Did she really agree?"

Quentin paused before answering, "On New Year's Eve, she saw you with Nancy, and you two were talking about getting a room together. Honestly, if I were in Tessa's position, I wouldn't have handled it well either.

"I think Tessa probably agreed just to get a reaction out of you, or maybe she was drunk and talking nonsense. It doesn't really mean anything."

"I didn't..." Stephen's voice faltered, the words catching in his throat. "I never said anything about getting a room."

"Well, Nancy did," Quentin replied. "And it sounded pretty much the same."

There was a pause, the silence heavy between them.

Stephen took a moment to regain his composure. "I need you to do me a favor."

...

As Tessa stepped out of Everbright Law Group after a long day, her eyes landed on a sleek white McLaren parked nearby.

It was Quentin leaning casually against the car, focused on his phone, clearly waiting for someone.

after hours, and he was right outside the firm-he had to be

as she did, he looked up and noticed her. Flashing a bright grin, he made his

finally

looking for me?" Tessa glanced past

replied. "I needed to talk

"What's up?"

about New Year's

Stephen was a

you

would really like to make it up to

need, Quentin. I understand, and

don't have to go through

asked,

hesitated. She

excuse to politely decline, never expecting him for

to press

moment before replying, "I'm

male

aback. Wasn't that a little too personal? It wasn't really any of

years, she didn't want to come off too harsh, so she stuck with her little white

face immediately flashed in his mind. He knew he had to probe a little deeper- especially for

other male friends? I don't think you've ever mentioned anyone else. What's