The Billionaire Secret Heir
proposal. His eyes locked onto Sienna's, cold and
d flatly, leaning back in his chair. "She insists I support you and your c
eling, each syllable dropped l
against her desk, arms crossed. "Mr. Blackwell, do you honestly think I am desperate enou
race to her. Sienna was beauty incarnate, but it was her confidence, her unwa
ut he quickly masked it. "Miss Tillman," he said
stood up, her posture regal and commanding. "You're powerful, yes. Handsome
He was used to people bowing and scraping when his name was mentioned, but this woman, this force o
e, before adding, "But I still want you to meet
n her mind. "Let me guess... You're only here
but his slight tilt of the h
ou've taken over JC International, have
," he said, his voice carrying an air of finality
e lingering in the air. "But don't worry. I'll
the edges of her lips. "Congratulations, Mr.
back to her desk, dismissing him as th
mething about her... something that set her apart from everyone else he'd ever encountered. But the moment passed
t wasn't just the proposal that had rattled her-it was the man himself. His intensity. The cold way
eyes wide with curiosity. "What just happened in there, Sienna
unsettling feeling that lingered. "Nothing. He's
? Because I saw him watching you... li
Office gossip," she muttered, unwilling to ente
s. "Come on, it's flattering
ce hardening. The last thing she wanted was mor
ng. The last thing she needed right now was to get tangled up in the web of
pulse quickening as the phone rang. It felt like a lifetime
he asked, a mix of relief
tly, her throat tight. "I've b
more animated. "When can
ht of unspoken words. "In a few days," she prom
ed, full of warmth. "Go
ng to ease. Returning home meant revisiting the p
oughts. Michael, one of the office assista
r you," he said, pl
ackage warily.
ael teased with
ack the wrapping. Inside was
el explained. "Completely furnished, luxury
er jaw clenching. "Return it,"
taken aback. "You
the finality in her voice
nodding, taking the pac
rhythmically on the desk, an unreadable expression on his
tered the room with the
ned home in high spirits, but the mood shifte
es she want?" Am
s voice soft, filled with the r
ed. "Why now? She's
ling to argue. "Let's
She's always been a thorn in our sid
ed up her phone and d
ck," Amanda
ant?" Vanessa's voice
and legacy," Amanda said bitte
. "We got rid of her on
ar more dangerous than either of them anticipated. A storm w