Stand Me Up? I'll Marry His Billionaire Uncle novel Chapter 29

"Secretary Chase, is Mr. Lawson in his office?"

Sunny had to keep up appearances as the law firm's representative, though if it were up to her, she would have kicked open Tristan's office door without a second thought.

"Attorney Carrington, Mr. Lawson is in a meeting. Would you like to wait in the lounge?"

Sunny's hazel eyes narrowed just slightly. "Oh? That's odd—Mr. Lawson summoned me here like the building was on fire. I almost thought your company was on the verge of bankruptcy."

Secretary Chase choked back a reply and settled for an awkward smile.

What a strange day. It was one thing for Mr. Lawson to be acting odd, but Attorney Carrington's sarcasm was a new twist.

Sunny had no intention of making life hard for a secretary. "Just show me to the lounge, Secretary Chase. I have a hearing this afternoon and can only wait half an hour. Please let Mr. Lawson know I'm here."

She settled into the lounge and pulled up the latest news about Lawson Corporation's personnel changes. Sure enough, the top headline was about Stellan's return to the country and his plans to overhaul the group.

Even through the screen, the man in the photo radiated an undeniable presence.

And she—she'd bawled her eyes out right in front of him that day, sobbing like a child.

Sunny tried not to think about it. If only she could erase that memory from her mind.

She silently prayed she'd never have to see Stellan again.

The lounge door was only half-closed. Passing employees didn't notice her inside, chatting in hushed voices just outside.

"Hey, did you see who's in Mr. Lawson's office? Is that his fiancée? Honestly, it's adorable—he made her coffee himself!"

"Oh, don't be ridiculous. That's his sister! You new hires wouldn't know, but Mr. Lawson is famous for doting on his little sister."

The abrupt entrance startled Tristan. He was kneeling by the sofa, gently dabbing ointment onto the woman seated there, his touch uncharacteristically tender.

Secretary Chase nearly groaned out loud. "Mr. Lawson, Attorney Carrington insisted on coming in. I tried to stop her, but…"

She shot a resentful look at Sunny, already holding a silent grudge.

Tristan's expression darkened as he looked at Sunny. "Enough. You can stay. Since Attorney Carrington is here, let her in."

Perfect timing, actually—he had a few things to settle with her, especially after yesterday.

Sunny crossed her arms, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Sorry to interrupt your…bedroom—oh, my mistake, your little first-aid session."

"But I assume, Mr. Lawson, that you didn't summon me here in such a panic just to watch you play nurse to your beloved sister."