He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 155

It was all fake. Lucas, don't take it seriously.

He slipped his flawless mask of gentle composure back on, perfectly concealing the storm brewing in his eyes.

Sienna felt a soft tug at her heart. She stood there, watching him for a long time, before finally nodding.

"I know."

Back in her apartment, Sienna collapsed onto the sofa, utterly drained.

She closed her eyes, but Grant's fury-twisted face and Lucas's worry-filled gaze flashed uncontrollably through her mind.

She suddenly realized that the two men were worlds apart.

[Ding! The System Protocol detects severe emotional fluctuations from the target, Grant.]

[Obsession +10.]

[Current Total Obsession: 80.]

The cold, mechanical voice echoed in her mind, but Sienna's face showed zero signs of joy.

She slowly opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.

The higher his obsession, the stronger Grant's possessiveness over her became.

But for what she wanted, this was nowhere near enough.

Her phone suddenly buzzed.

It was a text from an unknown number.

[Ms. Sawyer, it's Lyla. Can we meet?]

Sienna sneered at the screen.

She couldn't hold it in any longer, huh?

She casually typed back a single word.

[Sure.]

The next day, inside a private booth at an upscale bistro.

Lyla had chosen a window seat. The sunlight filtered through the glass, catching the highlights of her perfectly styled hair and making her look incredibly soft and harmless.

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