Sienna Johnson stared at Adrian Desmond, her body exuding a sense of wariness. Adrian gazed back at her gently. "I found out that your father was killed by Sabrina Johnson and Frederick Stewart!" He didn’t hide anything from her. Her eyes showed a hint of surprise before she became guarded again. "How did you find out? Who else did you tell?" "While you only have one Lucas Robertson, I have countless people like him at my disposal. Hence, my information is naturally more comprehensive. I’ve only told you and those I trust absolutely. You don’t have to worry about the news being leaked," Adrian explained. This man knew her hidden cards! "What exactly is your background?" Adrian reached out, pulling Sienna into his arms, his eyes filled with adoration. "You’re finally showing interest in my affairs. Sienna, this makes me really happy." "I am Adrian Desmond! Your man!" Sienna avoided his gaze. "If you don’t want to tell me, forget it." "All you need to know is that I harbor no ill intentions towards you!" Read full story at novel-fire.ɴet The man before her... Sienna allowed her gaze to wander over his prominent forehead, high brow bones, lush eyelashes, straight nose, and lightly colored thin lips. Had this face ever appeared in her life before? "I once wanted to clip your wings and keep you caged. But I never expected the woman I fell in love with to be a hawk, not a canary. And so, you flew away." His lips pursed, his eyes seeming to hold the entire universe. "Sienna, my heart aches for you. You don’t have to shoulder everything alone. When you’re tired, you can lean on me." Sienna almost drowned in his deep gaze but forced herself to look away, determined not to be bewitched by him. She stated coldly, "In this world, relying on a mountain only leads to its collapse. Relying on people only leads to them leaving. The only person I can rely on is myself!" "I will never leave!" "Hmph, who knows." Over the years, struggling alone, she had been deceived and had deceived others. Trust was truly difficult to grant. Especially to the enigma that was the man before her! "Don’t doubt my feelings for you! Over the years, my feelings for you have grown a little more each day, becoming what they are now..." Sienna stepped back, trying to distance herself from his powerful masculine aura. "I don’t know what you’re talking about." "Sienna, you know." Adrian’s voice held a new certainty. "I’m not a reckless teenager. My feelings for you are far stronger and more passionate than you could ever imagine." "If you retreat, I will draw closer. If you take one step back, I take one step forward. If you step back twice, I advance twice!" Sienna shot him a sharp look. Adrian quirked an eyebrow. "I know you don’t like me right now, but I just hope you stop trying to avoid me." He inched closer to Sienna and, while she was still stunned, planted a delicate kiss on her cheek. A light, fleeting kiss, like a dragonfly skimming the water. It was over before she could even process it. "I am willing to be the person you trust most! You can absolutely trust me!" Then he kissed her lips, twice. "When you’re tired, my shoulders are here for you to lean on. When you’re in trouble, I will help you solve it. If anyone dares to bully you, I will avenge you." He kissed her lips for the third time. "Sienna, I will wait for you to understand your own heart." "And wait for you to reciprocate my feelings!" His last kiss fell on the back of Sienna’s hand. Adrian lifted his head, his gaze meeting Sienna’s shocked eyes. Sienna was utterly flabbergasted by Adrian’s confession, more shocked than touched. Adrian couldn’t help but reflect deeply. Was he really doing such a lousy job? Adrian gave a soft chuckle. "Now that you know, you can’t run away anymore!" "Sienna Johnson, you can’t escape from me!" His words, like a key, unlocked a door in Sienna’s memory. She recalled a man who had said the same words to her in the past. Yet, in her memory, these words were more like a curse that haunted her dreams nightly. He looked down at the woman who seemed a bit lost. The professional suit she wore hung slightly loose on her slender frame, and the sight of her protruding collarbones tugged painfully at his heart. "Sienna, don’t be so headstrong!" Sienna’s heart suddenly pounded in her chest, one jolt after another, losing its usual composure. She didn’t dare to look at the man in front of her any longer and turned to run out. Adrian was taken aback for a moment. He instinctively took half a step forward but then stopped himself. She needed time to think, and he would give it to her. Adrian stood up and walked over to the window. As he looked out, a bitter smile tugged at the corner of his lips. "Sienna, when will you finally remember me?" It sounded like he was speaking to Sienna, yet it also seemed like he was talking to himself. The Briggs family had sent an invitation, hoping Sienna would join their private gathering. Sienna stared at the invitation, wondering whether or not to accept. If she wasn’t mistaken, this invitation from the Briggs family was likely related to Pauline Briggs. Vivian Abbey, who had brought the invitation, was still waiting for Sienna’s instructions. "President Johnson, will you be attending?" she asked. If she agreed to go, Vivian would include it in her itinerary. "Yes, I’ll be attending." Sienna needed Fabian Briggs’s support; moreover, she didn’t plan on limiting Eastminster Enterprises’ development to Sileria City. The company needed a larger stage. "You may arrange it." Vivian took the invitation and had just stepped out when Gary Fisher walked in. Gary glanced sternly at Vivian, which made her look back at him. Had something big happened? "President Johnson, Qi Ming committed suicide!" Gary had just returned from the Police Department. As soon as he heard the news, he rushed to inform Sienna. "What?" Sienna asked in shock. "He was found this morning. Last night, Qi Ming hanged himself with his belt." Vivian was also stunned. She had met the young man named Qi Ming before. It was hard to believe that such a young, vibrant life had been so abruptly extinguished. Sienna was similarly somber. "How could he be so desperate?" To resort to suicide so easily... What about the people left behind? Sienna remembered Qi Ming had a frail mother. Gary also seemed troubled. "President Johnson, Qi Ming left a suicide note written in blood, claiming he didn’t steal the formula. Reporters saw the suicide note, and now everyone sympathizes with Qi Ming. Public opinion is not in our favor." "Also..." Gary paused, not continuing. "What else?" Sienna urged him to continue. "Manager Brown’s younger sister, Carole Brown... after finding out about Qi Ming’s suicide, she knelt at the entrance of the Police Station, proclaiming Qi Ming’s innocence. She even accused the police of hounding him to death."