Stand Me Up? I'll Marry His Billionaire Uncle novel Chapter 108

Sunny never imagined that a single phone call from her would have Alfven hopping on the next flight back to the firm.

He greeted her with a half-smile, his tone dripping with implication. "Well, well, Sunny. You really could've mentioned that you and Manager Pierce go way back."

Sunny kept her expression neutral. "Alfven, Manager Pierce and I only know each other through work. There's nothing personal between us."

But Alfven didn't buy it for a second.

If there wasn't something more, there was no way Jude Pierce—that sharp, calculating woman—would have personally called in to plead on Sunny's behalf. He certainly didn't believe it was The Lawson President pulling strings for her.

"Alright, alright, I get it. You want to keep a low profile, and I respect that. But listen, you've got to learn to use every resource you have. That's just how it is."

He paused, giving her a look that hovered between mentor and conspirator. "Sunny, you're young. Don't think I'm corrupting you—nobody out there is going to teach you these things with a straight face. Only when you've been through it yourself will you understand."

With that cryptic bit of advice, Alfven dismissed her.

Wyatt, meanwhile, had no idea what Alfven wanted with his protégé. If Alfven tried to use this as an excuse to fire her, Wyatt was ready to quit on the spot and take his whole team elsewhere. He'd been looking for an excuse to break off, anyway.

His phone buzzed. "Boss, it's handled. They found out who started the rumor and fired them."

Sunny was surprised by how smoothly things had been resolved. Did Stellan pull some strings? But she'd purposely kept a low profile, not wanting him to see anything in the group chat. Probably not him, then.

"Alright. Good. Go home and rest up—you've earned it. Let's get back to it tomorrow."

Sunny's lips curled into a genuine smile. "Thank you, boss."

She knew Wyatt was the only one who'd go to bat for her like this.

Sunny regarded him with a chilly amusement, as if he'd just told the world's worst joke.

"Tristan, what exactly have I done to her? Before you go barking at someone, maybe get your head checked."

Her words hit home, and Tristan flushed with embarrassment. "I know you don't like your sister, but is it really fair to kick them out of the house? Maybe she went too far, but she's the one who spread the rumors—because of you, Luna got yelled at. Shouldn't you apologize to them?"

So that's how it is, Sunny thought. Chloe and Luna were the ones behind the smear campaign. No wonder.

She gave a sharp, humorless laugh. "Apologize? If they got down on their knees, I still wouldn't forgive them. And you want me to say sorry?"

"Tristan, if you can't tell right from wrong, do yourself a favor and stop talking. You're just making yourself look like an idiot."

How had she ever fallen for such a jerk?