Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy-Chapter 413: She Will Reap What She Sowed
Craig Landers finished straightening Selena Taylor’s clothes and sat down across from her.
Selena Taylor looked at the handsome face of the man and felt a sweetness mixed with a hint of unease.
"Wayne, why did you suddenly ask me out for dinner today?"
She thought he would always be indifferent towards her.
But unexpectedly, he sent her a message inviting her to dinner.
Of course, she was pleased, but also very suspicious.
"I had a whim and wanted to see just how fickle you are."
Craig Landers’ face showed no expression as he lazily replied while pouring himself a glass of water.
Selena Taylor was choked by his words and coquettishly chided, "Wayne, can’t you speak nicely?"
What he said made her feel a sense of realism.
In her eyes, Craig Landers was displaying a sense of longing.
Clearly, he still had feelings for her, but because he couldn’t have her, he could only harbor resentment in his heart.
His words were filled with barbs.
But she didn’t mind.
Instead, she was very happy.
As long as he kept her in his heart, that was enough.
The dishes started to arrive.
Craig Landers played with the lighter in his hand, casually watching Selena Taylor.
When Selena Taylor caught his gaze, she coquettishly smiled while placing food on his plate and recalling past events.
"Wayne, do you remember when we first met? We were so young then..."
The woman chattered on, and although Craig Landers seemed to be watching her, his peripheral vision was fixed on someone not far away.
Sarah Moore was having a meal with Amelia Miles.
Why wasn’t she Leia Quinn?
Why not?
If she wasn’t, then where was his wife?
Was she watching from the shadows, observing his reaction to her disappearance?
Was she waiting to see if he’d avenge her?
If he sought vengeance for her, would she reappear?
"Wayne, why aren’t you eating?"
Seeing that Craig Landers hadn’t moved his chopsticks, Selena Taylor asked coquettishly.
"Suddenly lost my appetite."
Craig Landers got up to leave.
"Wayne..."
"You go ahead and eat by yourself. If you don’t finish, then don’t ever meet with me again."
Craig Landers let out a cold laugh and strode out.
Some women are truly cheap.
At just a word from him, and she came running.
Just wait.
He had said he would let her face the consequences.
Selena Taylor watched his tall, retreating figure and swallowed her call.
Why was such a rebellious figure so appealing?
After the meal, Sarah Moore and Amelia Miles left the hotel.
"Elly, you go ahead, Coco should be waking up soon, I’ll head back first," Sarah Moore said.
"Alright."
Amelia Miles nodded, watching Sarah Moore’s calm expression, and tentatively asked, "Brooke, are you really okay?"
She was still worried that Sarah Moore might be upset by what she just saw.
"I’m fine, don’t worry."
Sarah Moore squeezed Amelia Miles’ hand, "I’ll head off now."
The dining place wasn’t far from the Royal Court Suites, so she decided to walk back.
Amelia Miles watched her retreating figure and sighed.
Craig Landers’ behavior truly surprised her.
When she returned, she must make Damon Hawke break ties with him!
Sarah Moore walked down the tree-lined avenue.
The warm sun shone down, dispelling the winter chill.
She hugged her arms tightly, walking silently.
When one is quiet, the mind starts to wander.
Observing the cars speeding by, Sarah Moore felt an inexplicable sorrow.
She was, after all, still a woman. Even her efforts to not dwell on things couldn’t control the aching in her heart.
Such a sentimental woman.
Sarah Moore lifted her gaze to the sky and took a deep breath.
Was it just her imagination, or did she feel someone was following her?
Could it be Craig Landers?
Sarah Moore furrowed her brow slightly, paused her steps, and looked back.
Yet there was no one behind her.
What was she being suspicious about?
Did she actually hope that Craig Landers would catch up to say something to her?
Sarah Moore chuckled at herself, dispelling the distractions in her mind, and walked on quickly.
A man emerged slowly from behind a large tree by the road, staring intently at Sarah Moore’s figure ahead.
...
The photoshoot studio.
"What did you say? Replacement? I won’t be endorsing the new product?"
Olivia Fletcher pulled aside her assistant and glared at The Lockwood Group’s business manager, questioning him.
"Yes, Miss Dempsey, it was the decision from above. I’m just following orders."
The manager looked apologetic.
"Who replaced me? Why was it agreed that I would endorse, and suddenly you switch me out? Who gave you this order?"
Olivia Fletcher pressed aggressively.
"Well, the order came from the President’s Office, and the person replacing you is..."
"The person replacing you is Annie."
Benjamin Harper entered with Serena Wells and completed the manager’s sentence.
Olivia Fletcher was taken aback, looking at the expressionless Benjamin Harper, then at the uneasy Serena Wells, her face changed multiple times.
"Evan, you’re saying someone as inexperienced as her is replacing me? Are you kidding?"
Benjamin Harper’s demeanor today was unusually cold.
Olivia felt an uneasy premonition.
Why was Serena Wells suddenly replacing her as the spokesperson for the new product?
"No mistake. I’ll be doing the promotions with Annie."
Benjamin Harper put his arm around Serena Wells’ shoulders and looked down at her with a gentle smile.
Serena Wells still appeared uneasy, but meeting his gentle gaze, she forced a smile.
She could never have imagined that when Benjamin Harper talked about making money, he meant replacing Olivia Fletcher as the spokesperson for Miles Corporation’s new product.
It felt like a pie had fallen from the sky, hitting her hard on the head!
"Don’t be afraid, I’m here with you."
Benjamin Harper, seeing Serena Wells looking so out of place, comforted her softly.
His gentle demeanor was reassuring, naturally helping to calm one’s nerves and make them less tense.
Feeling Benjamin Harper’s soothing presence, Serena Wells regained her composure and nodded firmly.
Watching their interaction, Olivia Fletcher’s face darkened repeatedly.
"Evan, don’t tell me replacing me with Serena Wells as the spokesperson was your idea?"
Benjamin Harper was acting very peculiar.
Was he standing up for Serena Wells?
"It was me."
Benjamin Harper didn’t deny it.
He coolly replied and motioned for the staff to help Serena Wells with her styling.
Olivia Fletcher stared at Benjamin Harper, "Why did you do this? Evan, you know we’re currently being shipped as a fan couple, and you’re suddenly doing promotions with Serena Wells; do you want to validate the online gossip?"
Hearing that, Benjamin Harper’s gaze became sharp as he looked at her.
"What online gossip? That Serena Wells is interfering in our relationship? Olivia, don’t think I’m a fool. I know what you’ve been up to."
He knows everything?
Olivia Fletcher’s eyes flickered, feeling guilty.
"Evan, I don’t know what you’re talking about, I haven’t done anything."
Benjamin Harper was done with arguing, "Olivia, I’ll issue a statement soon, saying I have no personal relations with you, and any joint appearances were purely professional. I’ll tell my fans to chase stars rationally, and if they insist on shipping us, then they’re not fit to be my fans!"
