Sienna's face turned red when she saw Hunter entering the lobby. This morning when she woke up, he had already left the bed and wasn't home.
And now, while talking to Nora, her eyes kept darting to the man as he walked to an employee, asking for some report.
Chewing her lower lip, she turned back and found Nora looking at her with a mischievous grin, "How does it feel to be the wife of the hottest man?"
Sienna was taken aback by the unexpected query, "Nora," Her eyes widened, but Nora had now gotten serious, "I'm sorry that you just lost your father, but… he was wrong when he said that you're a classic bitch. You're nothing like what we were told."
Sienna wasn't aware how to react to that.
Her father was very much alive, and in this life, she was exactly what he had called her.
A classic bitch.
Nora had gotten busy with the phone calls when a familiar voice whispered near her ear, "Thinking of me?"
