Half-Hearted: Mr. Sinclair, Stop the Act!

Chapter 42: Slander! (Revised)

The art museum closes at five, and usually there are quite a few people at the entrance around that time.Sienna Monroe looked at the man in front of her, pondered for a few seconds, and proactively asked, "Are you free tonight? Let me treat you to dinner."

That rainy night, she always felt she owed him a favor.

It’s not right to show no appreciation.

Her conscience wouldn’t let her rest.

The last meal was on him.

"What time?"

"Anytime works for me, whenever you’re available."

Sebastian Prescott glanced at his watch and said coolly, "Six-thirty. You choose the restaurant and send me the location."

"Okay." Sienna Monroe smiled warmly, "Drive safely."

Sebastian lightly nodded, turned, tossed his coat in the back seat, and opened the door to the driver’s seat and got in.

As the car started and drove about ten meters away, he glanced at the right rearview mirror and unexpectedly saw the slender figure still standing there, looking in the direction of the car.

The sun gradually set in the west, losing a bit of its warmth.

Sienna had hurried down, not wearing a coat, with only a chiffon blouse on, and Sebastian frowned unconsciously until the car was about to turn a corner when he saw her turn and go inside. Only then did he relax his brow and look away.

Sienna returned to the third floor, heading straight to her office.

Ding!

A text message alert sounded.

[Vivian Nash will use Stella Yates’ phone in one of the art museum’s work groups to spread a rumor of you and Sebastian Prescott downstairs just now, accusing you of infidelity!]

She was immediately stunned, her body stiffening.

Vivian Nash caught her and Sebastian Prescott?

Spreading rumors?

Infidelity!

The emphasis in those strings of text made her throat tighten.oo far! How could you post such photos and spread rumors, tarnishing Sienna’s reputation in the group? How will everyone in the museum view her?!"