His Unveiled Passion

Stephen returned to Rivertown a full week later.

The late-April breeze in the city carried a gentle warmth.

He was dressed in a black shirt and slacks, broad-shouldered and lean-waisted, his posture straight and composed. His sharp features held a cold detachment, and his eyes were as dark and deep as the sea at night.

But the moment he saw Tessa, all that aloofness and indifference vanished. In its place was a softness full of affection.

When Tessa saw him, she assumed he was just making another routine visit to the law firm.

"Good morning, Mr. Jacobson," she greeted calmly.

Stephen's gaze briefly swept over an unfamiliar face in the office. Without reacting, he looked back at her and handed over a small box.

"Tess, open it."

The unfamiliar face was a bodyguard Samuel had hired for Tessa. She was a woman named Wynn Barrett.

Wynn had chin-length hair and sun-kissed skin that made her look strong and athletic. She stood nearly six feet tall, with a lean and toned physique. There wasn't an ounce of excess weight on her. All of it was pure muscle, honed through years of training. Her presence alone gave off a sense of security.

Tessa had arranged for Wynn to work at the firm as her personal assistant, handling tasks outside her legal work. Her salary matched that of a professional bodyguard, set at 20 thousand dollars a month and paid from Samuel's account.

Wynn had started at the firm five days ago and had also moved in with Tessa. For the past few days, she had followed Tessa everywhere, sharing the same schedule, meals, and apartment.

in Stephen's hand. "What is

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to her screen, fingers tapping away at the keyboard.

won't even look at

and pulled out

take a second look. She had to admit that he had good

caught the flicker of interest in her eyes and

from a local designer in Arcton. You can only buy it there. A lot of women who travel there pick up one of these scarves before coming back. The moment I

tone was dry as she said, "You seem to know

answered quickly, "Nancy

I'll pass. Why not give

let out a quiet laugh.

his eyes completely melted.

warm, almost

"Are you jealous?"

amusement in his voice, and Tessa immediately regretted

brows knitted slightly. She lowered her voice

light. "Nancy's grandfather and my grandmother are siblings. Technically,

interested. Has

striking and elegant, softened with warmth. "Alright, alright. No