He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 311

His voice was incredibly gentle, brimming with a deep affection that was almost impossible to reject.

Sienna wrestled with herself. Logic told her to hold her ground, but emotionally, she couldn't bring herself to push away such selfless devotion.

She leaned back in her chair, momentarily speechless.

Thinking he had convinced her, Lucas stood up, intending to pour her a glass of warm milk.

Right at that moment, the private cell phone resting on the desk began vibrating violently.

The caller ID showed an encrypted overseas number—his top executive from the European branch.

This line was only ever used for the absolute highest-tier emergencies.

Lucas's face instantly darkened.

He picked up the phone, signaled Sienna to wait a moment, and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows to take the call.

He still spoke in French, but his pace was much faster, and his tone had turned incredibly grim.

Though Sienna couldn't understand the words, the tightening of his jaw and his increasingly stormy expression made it obvious that something had gone wrong. Horribly wrong.

A few minutes later, Lucas ended the call.

He didn't turn around right away. He stood with his back to her, staring silently out at the forest. His face had completely clouded over; his usual warmth was gone without a trace.

The study fell into a dead silence.

"Lucas," Sienna stood up, asking softly. "Is something wrong with the company?"

Lucas turned around. He had forcibly suppressed the storm on his face, but he couldn't hide the glacial chill in his eyes.

He forced a tight, stiff smile. "It's nothing. Just a minor issue."

"What kind of issue?" Sienna pressed.

She wasn't some naive little girl; she knew the difference between a "minor issue" and a catastrophic disaster.

Lucas stayed quiet. He didn't want her to know. He didn't want to add another boulder to her already heavy heart.

Sienna took a step forward, looking up at him with clear, unwavering eyes.

"Lucas, we are in this together now. If you're in trouble, that means I'm in trouble. Tell me, what exactly happened?"

Seeing the absolute persistence in her gaze, Lucas knew he couldn't keep it from her. He took a deep breath, his voice coming out hoarse and tight with suppression:

"Cillian made a move."

"He didn't send men here. He used his connections on the high seas. One of The Lowery Group's freighters leaving The Port of Rotterdam sank two hours ago."

Sienna's heart plummeted.

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