Regrets Come Too Late (Sierra and Johnny) novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88

“It’s fine,” Sierra tried to refuse Mr. Smith.

Alone, she had no way to resist a room full of people urging her on.

In the end, despite all her reluctance, she was pushed into the seat beside the host, where every senior executive treated her with unusual politeness.

Sierra felt as if she were sitting on a pincushion. “I’m just a junior employee. It’s not appropriate for me to sit here.”

“There’s nothing inappropriate about it. This is your seat,” they insisted. “If you need anything, just tell us. We’ll help you.”

Sierra had a good idea why at that point. For the shareholders of a listed company to be so courteous to an ordinary new hire, there was only one explanation.

John Henderson.

She had no idea what he had told them, or what they might have misunderstood, but she was now almost certain that her joining Origin Games was part of John’s plan all along.

Her fingers tightened slightly. She got to her feet, ready to tell them she had nothing to do with him.

Before she could speak, the door opened again.

John walked in wearing a light–gray, custom–tailored suit with one hand in his pocket. His pale face was as flawless as ever, long legs outlined by his trousers.

The moment he entered, the spacious room felt smaller, his presence so strong it made people instinctively cautious.

Behind him was Morgan Snyder, the true owner of Origin Games, together with his secretary.

“Mr. Henderson.”

“Please, have a seat.”

Everyone stood up to greet them with smiles.

Sierra stood up too out of the stances, and her heart just sank.

The manager Ivan had just told her that John would not be coming, yet here he was, walking in with Morgan. There was no way this wasn’t a setup.

Once John sat down, the others followed suit.

Ivan signaled to the staff outside, and the dishes began to arrive one after another.

“Mr. Henderson, allow me to toast you,” Morgan said, standing with a smile. “With you at the helm, Origin Games’s market value will definitely double. On behalf of the company, thank you.”

As soon as he spoke, the other executives also stood up.

The atmosphere heated up quickly.

If Sierra stayed seated, she would look arrogant and disrespectful. She wanted to swap her drink for tea or juice, but the waiter had already filled the glass in front of her with wine.

At a time like this, there was no way to stop the process and change her glass. She could only lift the wine like everyone else.

John noticed.

His eyes lingered on the glass in her hand for less than two seconds.

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Mr. Smith, who was seated next to Sierra, caught that look. He turned to her at once. “Can you drink? If not, we can switch it for something else.”

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