Regrets Come Too Late (Sierra and Johnny) novel Chapter 511

“I’ll do as you say, of course,” Maxwell replied softly. There was a faint chill in his voice, but his expression gave nothing away. “But you know what happens if I go easy on her. If you want Sierra to bear the consequences, that’s fine with me too.”

Cyrus shot him a look full of ridicule. “Seriously…”

Maxwell looked at Cyrus and blinked. Was he wrong?

“You’re a grown man, and you still can’t take a joke,” Cyrus said, sounding thoroughly annoyed. “If I really wanted you to go easy on her, I would’ve had them sign when your father suggested handing over the shares.”

Maxwell’s expression did not change. “Of course.”

That only annoyed Cyrus even more. “Do I have to drag every word out of you? What are you, a possum?”

“Remember we’re related before you talk,” Maxwell said calmly. “Don’t insult yourself, too.”

Cyrus drew a deep breath. “Go on! Get out of here!”

Maxwell stood up from his seat. “I’ll be leaving, then.”

Cyrus did not even want to speak to him anymore.

Maxwell knew Cyrus’s temper well. After nodding to Alfred, he left.

Watching Maxwell go farther and farther away, Cyrus said to Alfred with clear irritation, “All those stories

I told him when he was little were a complete waste of time. With his sense of humor, when is he ever going to bring home a wife at this rate?”

“Leave this to fate,” the old butler said, trying to calm him down.

Cyrus snorted.

A few minutes later, still uneasy about what had happened earlier tonight, Cyrus told Alfred, “Keep an eye on Sierra for a while in secret. Don’t let Charlie or Peter step out of line.”

Alfred nodded gently, “of course.”

Joey had already guessed most of what Cyrus was thinking and planning. He looked at Sierra beside him in the backseat and spoke first.

“Sierra,”

Sierra turned to him

“You don’t need to worry too much about this test” Joey lounged in his seat, speaking in his usual lazy

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way. “Charlie and my dad might try to tamper with the test, but Grandpa won’t let them go too far.”

“I see.” Sierra’s answer was soft.

Seeing how distant she was, Joey suddenly leaned closer.

Startled, Sierra frowned. “What are you doing?”

Joey smiled faintly, and his voice stayed loose and lazy. “Getting a better look at how cold you can be and thinking about how to get closer to you.”

Sierra said nothing.

She had been wary of everyone in the family from the start. But looking at Joey’s boyish face and fluffy hair in that moment, she felt her guard slip without even noticing.

Joey had always treated both her and her mother with respect from the first time they met until now.

“Am I a little more likable now?” Joey asked in his usual drawn out way, but it was not that annoying

anymore.

“Say what you need to say, and don’t get so close.” Sierra pushed him back a little, her expression just as nonchalant as before.

Joey smiled and leaned back. Before he could settle into his seat, the car slammed on the brakes. Both Joey and Sierra lurched forward.

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