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"It's no fun if you keep being so polite with me."
Jillian couldn't help but laugh.
Under the glow of the streetlights, her smile was radiant.
"By the way, that pigeon soup Mrs. Jarrett made was absolutely amazing," Daniel noted.
"If she hears you say that, you'll be getting that soup every single time you visit."
"Then I guess I'm in for a treat."
Chatting and laughing, they walked deeper into the estate.
Hidden in the shadows of the trees, the headlights of a black Sovereign Sedan flickered on.
The window was rolled halfway down, revealing the sharp, striking profile of Killian's face.
"Look into this property. Find out if it belongs to Daniel."
Killian hung up the phone and started the engine.
Concerned that Sienna might track down her family again, he had gone out of his way to find her new address.
He hadn't expected to see Daniel walking her back home with his own eyes.
A few days later.
Sienna called again to ask about the situation.
"If you're asking about Natalie, her hiring those thugs is rock solid. But it won't go to trial until next year."
Sienna sounded torn. What she really wanted to know was the situation on Jillian's end.
But she didn't know how to voice it.
"Actually, I wanted to know how Connor's mom is doing. If she's badly hurt, Connor will definitely be worried."
"Are you free at noon?" Killian asked.
Sienna paused for a second. "Yes!" she replied instantly.
"Come to the office at noon. We need to talk."
At noon, Sienna arrived at the office.
Killian had reserved a table at a nearby cafe.
As they sat across from each other, Sienna looked incredibly eager.
Killian, however, remained icy.
"You haven't been playing cards lately, just running around all day. Isn't Eleanor getting suspicious?"
Sienna froze, entirely caught off guard that this was what Killian wanted to discuss.


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