Chapter 119

As soon as Sienna stepped into the room, a crowd of people hurried over to greet her, all hoping to get noticed by this big shot. But Sienna had a clear plan–she gently nudged Vivian into the spotlight, steering everyone to talk to her instead.

Vivian, though she had started out nervous and unsure, was now handling everything with ease. Thanks to Sienna’s encouragement, she’d really found her footing.

“Vivian, I’m a bit tired. Why don’t you chat with them for a while? You should be pretty familiar with the corporation’s files after going over them in the car, aren’t you?” Sienna said.

Only then did Vivian realize why Lana had stretched a thirty-minute drive into an hour–Sienna wanted her to have enough time to get familiar with all those files. She couldn’t let Sienna down.

Sienna retreated a step, observing as Vivian navigated the conversation with surprising poise. She wasn’t quite natural yet, but the ease in her posture, the fluidity of her gestures–she was getting there.

So she casually picked up a glass of wine and stood silently behind Vivian. “Sienna, someone called.”

Hearing the familiar voice, Sienna turned around and saw Wayne. His eyes were slightly red. Sienna offered him a gentle, elegant smile, glanced around, and said, “Let’s talk outside.”

Here, she was the center of attention, with countless eyes staring right at her every second. There were bound to be some unnecessary misunderstandings.

“Sure,” Wayne nodded.

His breath caught as Sienna stepped ahead–her silhouette painted in twilight, stirring his heart like a storm he couldn’t name. “Sienna, ten years ago, I thought…”

“Wayne, I’m sorry for making you all worry. I’m okay now. I lost my memory ten years ago–fate played a trick on me,” Sienna said softly.

Wayne moved nearer. In the dim light, Sienna could see the faint redness around his eyes, hear the way his voice fractured on her name. “It’s a blessing that you’re back, Sienna. Can I hug you?”

Wayne’s eyes held nothing extra–just pure longing for his friend and a deep sense of guilt.

Sienna opened her arms and nodded. “Sure.”

Wayne hugged her, feeling her warmth. ‘She’s really back,’ he mused with satisfaction.

Sienna and Nora had been friends since they were kids, so she and Wayne were friends too. In her heart, she’d always seen him as an older brother.

“I’m really fine now, Wayne,” Sienna said softly.

Noticing someone approaching, she gently patted his arm. Wayne took the hint and stepped back, putting some distance between them.

“Sienna, how have you been all these years?” Wayne asked, his voice tinged with concern. Part of him was truly worried she might’ve fallen in with the wrong crowd after losing her memory overseas. The other part just wanted to know if she’d settled down and started a family.

“I’ve been doing well. Someone took me in,” Sienna replied.

Wayne almost blurted out whether it was a man or a woman, but stopped himself–he didn’t want to come off as nosy or make her uncomfortable.

That’s all he said finally. Sienna met his gaze and said, “Wayne, there’s something I want to talk to you about. Is now a good time?”

Wayne nodded. “Of course. Let’s head upstairs—this way.”

“Okay.” Sienna agreed.

Miles cast a seemingly casual gaze past them, but in reality, he’d been keeping a close eye on the two of them as they headed upstairs.

Nora and Sienna were the ultimate besties–back in the day, Nora would show off her friendship with Sienna on Instagram like a hundred times a day.

“Guess Sienna and Wayne are tight too,” Miles mused to himself.

Up on the second floor, Wayne asked, “Sienna, can I get you something to drink?”

“No, thanks. Let me be upfront, Wayne–when it comes to Nora and Ethan, I really hope you all won’t interfere. I know it’s not really my place to say this, but Nora’s my friend, and she should be free to follow her heart,” Sienna said.

Wayne hadn’t expected Sienna to bring this up. His first reaction was to think that Nora must’ve said some terrible things about him–maybe even painted him as the villain.

He hurried to explain, “Sienna, I haven’t interfered at all. You misunderstood me. I just told her to think things through. Did she tell you anything?”

He was just worried that his foolish battle sister would regret divorcing Ethan in the future. All that talk about family interests–he was just lying to her.