Sienna Johnson was speechless. Her Curly didn't want to see George.
"Mr. Hunter, it's better to go after George. There are many people at the banquet, and it won't be good if he gets lost," she said.
Owen Hunter was unconcerned. "Don't worry, our son won't get lost."
Sienna really didn't want to see Aria Harris's face, so she made an excuse and left.
Because her childhood experiences attending banquets had never been pleasant, Sienna had always disliked attending them.
This time, if it hadn't involved Elliot Carpenter, she still wouldn't have attended.
Melanie Carpenter wasn't cunning enough to be a threat, but Elliot was different.
A man who had appeared so suddenly, shrouded in mystery, always made Sienna feel uneasy.
As she walked, the anklets she wore chimed with a crisp sound.
