Chapter 140
Chapter 140
Autumn couldn’t help but laugh.
The Carters had gotten so used to pushing her around that even now, when the power dynamic had shifted, they were still clinging to their superiority.
Sienna’s breathing grew heavy through the speaker, clearly furious. “Autumn, don’t get cocky just because you’re riding the coattails of the Sinclair heir.
“He has a proper fiancée, you know. You’re just a side piece-what exactly are you so proud of p>
Autumn smirked. “You really don’t need to worry about me, Miss Carter. You should focus on yourself. Find a good lawyer and start preparing to defend yourself in court p>
With that, she hung up and blocked the number without hesitation.
Only after all that did she finally close her eyes. Nothing like the comfort of home.
Around 6:30, someone knocked on the door.
Still in her slippers, Autumn padded over to open it.
It was a delivery guy in uniform.
“Are you Miss Lewis?” he asked politely.
Autumn nodded automatically. She hadn’t ordered anything-was this a mistake?
“I think you’ve got the wrong person. I didn’t order any food p>
The delivery guy checked the unit number again and confirmed, “No mistake. This is a oatmeal from Lyric Lounge. Enjoy your meal p>
She took the bag from him, still confused.
But the moment she heard “Lyric Lounge,” it clicked.
After seeing him off, she shut the door, set the food on the coffee table, and picked up her phone.
She tapped into her messages with Keith.
Before she could type anything, his voice call popped up. She paused, then answered.
His slightly tired voice came through the line. “Did the oatmeal get there p>
Autumn glanced at the untouched bag. “Yeah, thank you, Senior. How much was it? I’ll transfer it to you p>
There was a short pause before he replied, his deep voice smooth, “Send me a photo of it p>
Just like that, he’d changed the subject.
“Okay,” Autumn agreed without hesitation.
She opened the bag, snapped a few photos, picked the best one, and sent it over.
A few seconds passed before Keith commented casually, “Nice angle. Looks pretty appetizing p>
Before Autumn could even fully register what he meant, she heard another voice on his end.
It was Jesse.
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“Mr. Sinclair, the meeting’s about to start. Should I let them know you’re on your way p>
Keith spoke into the phone, “Make sure you eat properly. I’ve got to head into a meeting p>
He hung up, leaving Autumn slightly dazed, unsure whether he had been complimenting her or the oatmeal.
After a few seconds of blinking in confusion, she decided it must’ve been the oatmeal he was praising.
She opened the container, and the warm, fragrant aroma of oatmeal wafted out.
Sure enough, the chef from Lyric Lounge didn’t disappoint-it smelled incredible.
The next day, the new project continued at full speed. Everyone was swamped with work.
In the afternoon, Autumn was on her way to the executive office with a set of files from the tech department.
When the elevator doors opened on the fifth floor, she ran into Selena, who was also carrying documents.
Selena stepped in with a smile. “Autumn, what a coincidence. Are you delivering files too p>
Autumn nodded. “Yeah, total coincidence. How’s it going for you so far? No one in the finance department giving you a hard time, right p>
To avoid drawing attention or stirring up unnecessary trouble, both Autumn and Selena had requested that their identities as investors and shareholders remain confidential.
So, no one at the company knew they held shares.
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