The two men froze simultaneously.
Scott stammered, "B-Boyfriend?"
Sienna nodded openly, taking Jorrod's hand. "Yeah, I mentioned him to you before. What do you think? He's pretty handsome, right?"
Jorrod didn't dwell on the unfamiliar name. He lowered his gaze in astonishment, staring intently at the hand she was holding.
He hadn't even held her hand yet.
And his darling had finally admitted that he was her boyfriend.
She had initiated it.
With her soft, boneless fingers wrapping around his palm, he felt as if he were encased in a cloud of cotton. His heart floated along, feeling full and deeply satisfied.
Scott offered an awkward laugh and forced himself to say, "Yeah, yeah."
Seeing that the romance angle was a lost cause, the surrounding clerks exchanged disappointed glances before turning their curious eyes toward the man behind Sienna.
Upon seeing that face, they couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
If she was going to date someone who looked like that, how could Scott ever compete? He stood absolutely no chance now.
Sienna was satisfied.
Scott liked her, and she had rejected him before, stating plainly that she had a boyfriend.
As a result, Scott hadn't taken her seriously at all, likely assuming she had simply fabricated a nonexistent boyfriend to brush him off.
Now that she had brought the guy here in person, Scott would finally have to give up.
Sienna had already made up her mind. She didn't want the bed anymore, and she wasn't going to pursue the stolen designs either.
She could always draw new designs, and there were other ways to take revenge on a cheating ex.
By leaving him behind this time, regardless of whether his mind was clear or not, she would never step foot near him or Stellaris Corp ever again.
Suddenly, a female clerk nearby let out a gasp, as if she had discovered something shocking.
"Wow! Sienna, your boyfriend looks so much like the CEO of Stellaris! Like, eighty—no, ninety percent identical!"
Hearing this, Scott glanced up and was instantly stunned. His eyes darted rapidly back and forth between the two highly similar faces.
This wasn't just a resemblance.
They were practically a spitting image of each other!
The only difference was that the man on television appeared much more mature and profoundly enigmatic. Even through the screen, his sharp, predatory gaze carried an innate sense of oppression. He possessed an aura of effortless dominance that the man standing across from him completely lacked.
Meanwhile, the man standing before them had messy hair that fell casually across his forehead. The quality of his clothes was miles behind what the man on TV wore, and his clean, refreshing appearance made him look like a naive, inexperienced college student.
Overall, he just looked like a much kinder person.
Sienna didn't linger to chat. She pulled Jorrod toward the seating area, grabbed his shoulder, and pushed him down until he was seated firmly on a stool.

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