Chapter 367

“Will he?” Sienna tilted her head, confused. She seemed unable to quite believe he would be mad.

Seeing her dazed expression, Maggie raised her voice. “Of course, he will! Mr. Flynn loves you so much!” She stomped her foot. “You need to think carefully about how you’re going to explain this to him.”

Sienna let out a cold laugh and nodded casually. “Got it.”

Maggie fumed. “These shameless media outlets are really out of control,” she said, quickly swiping through her phone. “Look at this! They’re saying you’re dating someone. How is that even possible? For clicks, they’ll publish any old story!”

Sienna was surprised by Maggie’s agitation. “Do you believe me?”

“Of course,” Maggie replied without hesitation. “You’ve got a perfect man like Mr. Flynn. How could any other guy catch your eye?”

Sienna finally understood. Maggie didn’t trust her; she trusted Josiah. A faint smile touched her lips as she slowly shook her head.

Maggie paused, noticing something in Sienna’s expression that seemed slightly judgmental. She wondered, Did I say something wrong?

At the hospital, Josiah emerged from the ward, encountering Zach, who seemed hesitant. “What’s up?” Josiah asked, his voice tired. He was too exhausted for pleasantries.

Zach understood but, out of consideration, hesitated. “Mr. Flynn, it’s about Sienna…” He opened a trending topic on his phone and showed it to Josiah. “Take a look.”

Josiah took the phone. His expression darkened as soon as his eyes fell on the headline. He clicked on a photo; his eyes flashed with fierce intensity at the man depicted. He closed his eyes, suppressing his anger. When he opened them again, he asked Zach, “Is Sienna on set?”

“Yes,” Zach replied.

Josiah instructed, “Stay here. If Yvette wakes up and asks for me, tell her I’m with Howard. If she gets upset, get a doctor. Keep an eye on her.”

“Yes, Mr. Flynn,” Zach responded.

Josiah rushed to the set.

Meanwhile, Sienna had finished filming. She removed her headpiece and elaborate hairstyle, preparing to remove her makeup.

Maggie burst in, excited. “Mr. Flynn is here!” she whispered, winking. “Make sure you talk things through with him. Don’t brush him off.”

The others in the dressing room quickly left, leaving Sienna and Josiah alone. Sienna sat before the mirror, watching him approach. She began removing her makeup.

Josiah pulled up a chair, sitting beside her. Spinning his phone, he said casually, “All done? Are you leaving right after finishing your makeup?”

“Maybe later,” Sienna replied, not looking at him.

“Sienna,” Josiah said, unable to contain himself. He set down his phone, unlocking it. His voice softened. “Who is he?”

Sienna paused, glancing at the phone. Her tone was even more indifferent than his. “No idea.”

“Really?” Josiah repeated, narrowing his eyes. “He was holding your hand.”

Sienna froze, remembering Conner handing her his business card.

“It was the angle,” Sienna said faintly, shaking her head. “We didn’t shake hands.” Her expression was calm, but her indifference was unmistakable.

“Is that all?” Josiah frowned, clearly irritated.

Sienna nodded. “What else do you want me to say? Don’t you believe me?”

Josiah suppressed his frustration, growing more upset. “I’m not doubting you, but this is all over the trending topics. Can’t you explain it to me to put my mind at ease?”

There was a short silence. Sienna looked at him coldly. “Are you mad? It’s just a small thing. No need to get worked up over it.”

A knock came at the door. Sienna said, “Come in.”

Gavin entered, grinning. “Excuse me, Mr. Fischer sent over afternoon tea for the crew. An assistant signed for it, and I just wanted to let you know, Sienna.”

Sienna frowned, thinking, Mr. Fischer? Is it Conner? Since it was already received, she smiled and said, “I see. Thanks.”

“Okay,” Gavin said, nodding. “I’ll leave you to it.” He left, understanding the situation.

Sienna saw that Josiah’s face had darkened, his eyes filled with chilling coldness.

“Now, do you still think it’s a small matter?” Josiah’s voice was tight with frustration. He remembered sending afternoon tea before, and her scolding him to stop. “This man has ill intentions toward you. Don’t tell me you don’t know that!” His words dripped with sarcasm and reproach.

Sienna frowned. “So what if that’s the case?”

Josiah froze. “We’re about to get married!”

“Why are you yelling at me?” Sienna smiled faintly, shaking her head. “Should I feel sorry that someone is pursuing me? Besides, given the current situation, I’m not even sure if we’re going to get married.”

Josiah’s face changed, revealing jealousy, anger, and fear. “We will! You promised me!”

“Whatever you say,” Sienna nodded, too tired to argue. She stood, pretending to leave.

Josiah grabbed her wrist. “Where are you going?”

Sienna pointed to the door. “I’m going to have afternoon tea. Didn’t you hear?”

“You’re not going anywhere!” Josiah shouted.

“Why are you yelling?” Sienna was startled. “We’re not even married yet, so what’s wrong with me having someone pursue me? You can watch over your sweetheart all day, but I can’t even enjoy some afternoon tea? I’m going, whether you like it or not!”

She freed her wrist and ran out.

Josiah raised an eyebrow. Where does this guy come from? Everyone here knows Sienna is my woman. After the trending topic a few days ago, how dare he do this in front of me?

He rushed after her.

Sienna enjoyed afternoon tea with colleagues, laughing and chatting. Josiah watched silently, knowing she was doing this on purpose. He didn’t know what to do.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Yvette finished treatment. She sat in her wheelchair, holding her phone, displaying Sienna’s Instagram. She knew everything. After a long silence, she pressed the emergency button.