Janet thought Sierra was just playing hard to get. She chuckled and shook her head with her arms crossed. "Once Benson and Sophie get divorced, you could marry into the family—but only if you hand over everything you own to Benson first."
Once she got Sierra's shares, she would be worthless anyway. A divorced woman was hardly a match for Benson!
Janet had calculated everything perfectly. Yet, she failed to account for one thing—Sierra truly no longer cared about Benson.
"I'm not trying to provoke anyone. I have no desire to marry him, let alone pay him to do it." Watching Janet put on the airs of a mother-in-law, Sierra spoke with a serious expression.
Janet studied her for a moment, realizing she meant it. Panic flickered in her eyes as she sensed that things were slipping out of her control. "Sierra, are you being serious now?"
Sierra met her skeptical gaze with a smile. "Janet, between Theo and Benson, who do you think any sane woman would choose?"
"…My son, of course," Janet snapped.
Sierra gave a perfunctory nod, her tone calm. "I'd pick Theo."
Janet hurled the aubergine she was holding into the sink and stormed off in a huff.
…
After lunch, Theo and Sierra strolled hand in hand through the garden. Benson stood by the second-floor window, watching below as if punishing himself.
Noticing his gaze, Sierra tugged Theo back inside. She sprawled on the bed, scrolling through her phone until she dozed off. When he saw her asleep, he quietly covered her with a blanket.
By the time she woke up, it was already dark. The first thing she did was look for the two new outfits she'd bought.
When Theo walked in, he saw her staring at the two outfits on the bed, grinning like a fool.
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