Chapter 265: Then I’ll Kiss You Again

Chapter 265: Chapter 265: Then I’ll Kiss You Again

Manager Jennings knew about Sienna Everett’s situation with the Everetts. And Miles Everett, a member of the family, had idioticly defended Ophelia Warren when she tried to harm Sienna.

This made Manager Jennings hold Miles Everett in very low regard.

"Miss Everett, Miles Everett has been to the auction house before. He claimed he came out of admiration and wanted to meet the renowned Winchester... He’s back again today, and he’s with that Ophelia Warren."

A glint flashed in Sienna Everett’s eyes. "With Ophelia Warren?"

"Yes," Manager Jennings said, gloating. "And that Ophelia Warren looks all bruised and swollen, like someone got back at her!"

"Someone got back at her?"

"That’s right! The corner of her mouth is all red and swollen, and the skin showing on her arms is bruised black and blue!" Manager Jennings found this immensely satisfying, his words firing off like a machine gun:

"Miss Everett, that Ophelia Warren secretly arranged to have you locked in the restroom, saying she was going to teach you a lesson. It’s a good thing you were so alert and kicked the door down, or the consequences would have been unthinkable... Now it’s her turn to be taught a lesson! This is what you call giving someone a taste of their own medicine. It’s the karma she deserves!"

After listening to Manager Jennings, the corners of Sienna Everett’s bright eyes tilted up slightly as she glanced at Julian Forrester, who was busy with work behind his desk.

Manager Jennings continued from the other end of the line, "There’s a small auction this afternoon. Miles Everett and Ophelia Warren are here today, ostensibly to meet Winchester, but also to attend the auction. Miss Everett, do you agree to see Miles?"

Sienna Everett asked, "What time does the auction end?"

Manager Jennings: "Around five in the afternoon."

Sienna Everett tapped a pale, slender index finger against her knee. Her tone was unhurried. "I’ll head over before five."

Manager Jennings was taken aback. ’Has Miss Everett agreed to meet Miles Everett as Winchester? Or is she just planning a simple visit to the auction house?’

Whatever the reason, Manager Jennings was thrilled that Miss Everett was coming to the auction house.

After all, Miss Everett was someone even the director of The National Museum held in high esteem.

It was no exaggeration to call Sienna Everett a great benefactor of The Argent Auction House.

After hanging up with Manager Jennings, Sienna Everett arranged Julian Forrester’s headache medication, then got up and walked over to his desk. She called out playfully:

"Break time! Your benevolent girlfriend—me—has come to personally serve you your medicine."

Julian Forrester raised an eyebrow at her words. He leaned back in his chair and undid a shirt button. "Girlfriend?"

After a pause, a lazy smile touched his eyes. "Fine. In that case, how does my girlfriend plan on serving me my medicine?"

Sienna Everett held up her hands like little paws. "With my hands, of course."

Julian Forrester let out a lazy "oh," sounding a little disappointed.

Sienna heard the disappointment in his voice and blinked in confusion. "If not my hands, then what? Surely you don’t expect me to use my feet?"

Julian Forrester: "..."

Then, it dawned on Sienna. Her eyes flew wide. "You don’t want me to feed it to you with my mouth, do you? Don’t even think about it!"

’I’d get goosebumps all over just thinking about it!’

Julian Forrester let out a low chuckle, his chest vibrating slightly. The sound was sexy and impossibly alluring. "Alright, I won’t."

He stared at her with a lazy intensity.

That straightforward yet deeply affectionate gaze was so searingly hot it was impossible to withstand. Sienna Everett’s heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly felt her entire body flush with heat.

She self-consciously raised a hand to touch her earlobe. Sienna poured a glass of water and pushed it in front of him, sliding the medicine over with it. "Take your medicine and stop staring."

Of course, Julian Forrester stared at her for a moment longer before finally picking up the glass and taking the medicine.

"Are you going to the auction house this afternoon?" he asked.

"Were you eavesdropping on my call?" Sienna finally found a chance to tease him. "Not very focused on your work, are we, Julian?"

A smile touched Julian Forrester’s eyes. He grabbed her slender wrist, pulled her into his lap, and said in a casually deep, mellow voice, "I’ll go with you."

"No, it’s fine. You’re busy." Sienna settled into a comfortable position in his lap. "Have you finished all that work that’s piled up? Are you tired?"

He had been in a coma for a week, and a lot of work had accumulated.

"Just finished," Julian Forrester said, raising a hand to rub his temples.

Sienna’s expression tightened. Seeing him like that, she knew his headache must be acting up again. She quickly reached over and gently massaged his temples. "Is it very painful? Do you need a painkiller?"

’When will this damn headache side effect ever go away?’

Sienna was getting worried sick.

As he felt her soft fingers gently massaging him and smelled the faint, sweet fragrance from her body, the throbbing pain in his temples—the kind that felt like his head was about to split open—slowly began to subside.

His face was a little pale, but he hooked the corner of his mouth into a faint smile. "On second thought, I think Sienna is my only painkiller."

Sienna: "..."

’And he’s still in the mood to joke.’

Sienna had only been massaging for a short while when Julian, afraid she would get tired or that her hands would cramp, pulled her hands away. "It’s much better. The pain’s gone."

Sienna was skeptical. "Really? It’s gone?"

Julian Forrester wrapped his arms around her soft, slender waist and placed a light kiss on her plump, rosy lips. His lingering voice was low, husky, and seductive. "Mm-hmm. A kiss makes it all better."

Sienna blinked, her lashes fluttering. Then, she took the initiative and leaned in, planting a big kiss on him.

"Then I’ll kiss you again, so it will hurt even less!"

The man let out a low laugh, his Adam’s apple bobbing, his pleasure palpable.

...

Keith Sterling came to Veridian Gardens to scrounge for dinner and happened to run into Sienna as she was heading out to the auction house.

He immediately raised his hand in excitement. "I wanna go, I wanna go!"

Sienna hadn’t wanted to bring him, but Keith Sterling insisted on tagging along, so she had no choice but to take him with her to the auction house.