In the president's office, George Young sat quietly on the sofa reading a book. When Lisa came in, he looked up at her and asked, "Are you looking for Nate? He just came inside."

Because Nathan Shaw was worried about Sierra Moore, after making a few calls, he went inside to accompany her.

"Then I will come back later." Lisa had nothing important to do, so she did not disturb Nathan Shaw.

George Young looked down at the book in his hand, wondering if he should continue reading or take it back to read it slowly. He heard the door of the office being pushed open again.

He originally thought that Lisa had returned, but when he looked up and saw the person, his gaze suddenly became deep, and the book in his hand seemed to have lost its attraction to him.

"Georgie, why are you here?" Steven Jones asked in surprise when he saw George Young, "You didn't go back to accompany Grandpa Qiao and Uncle Qiao on New Natear's Day?"

George Young closed the book in his hand, and his eyes under the lens flashed. Turbulence flowed under the surface of his eyes.

"I was just about to go back when Nate called me over."

Speaking of this, Steven Jones stretched his head and looked inside. "What happened? Why did Boss suddenly leave? And his face is so stinky. Who provoked him?"

George Young naturally would not let him disturb Nathan Shaw. He naturally grabbed Steven Jones's hand and pulled him back. "Since you are done with work here, come back with me."

Steven Jones immediately looked at him with a constipated expression, "No! I have an appointment for dinner tonight."

"Grandpa Jiang called me at noon and asked me to tell you when I see you. If you don't go back for dinner tonight, he might break your legs," George Young said indifferently, pushing up his glasses casually.

When he thought of how his grandfather was still as powerful as before, Steven Jones immediately withered. His sad look made people's heart move. "You can say that you didn't see me!"

"These words are not credible. Grandpa Jiang will not believe them!"

George Young ignored a certain someone's protest. He grabbed his hand and walked out. "Don't drive your car anymore. I'll give you a ride. We can come back together tomorrow."

"No ..." Steven Jones wailed.

George Young made it clear that he was not going to let him go. Steven Jones felt as if he had swallowed bitterness in his heart. He quickly hugged George Young's arm and protested, "Then we don't have to go back so early!"

It was unknown whether his behavior pleased George Young whose lips hooked up slightly. "You haven't been home for so long. Don't you need to buy some gifts to bring back?"

Steven Jones was stunned for a moment as if he had not thought of this, but before he could react, he had already been pulled away by George Young.

Sierra Moore was very obedient when she fell asleep. Half of her face was buried under the pillow, but her sleeping posture was not good. She always kicked the quilt in the middle of the night.

This time, perhaps because she was frightened, she slept especially deeply. When Nathan Shaw entered, he saw her obedient sleeping face and his heart softened. However, when he saw the wound on her face, his eyes darkened again.

He sat by the bed and reached out to brush away the hair covering her face. His fingertips gently traced her eyebrows, but the bottom of his eyes was filled with coldness. "I will not let go of those who hurt you."

Today, her performance really surprised him. The feeling of being relied on and needed made his heart feel satisfied all of a sudden. Slowly, all of his heart was occupied by his girl.

Nathan Shaw never knew that being needed could actually make people so happy.

At this time, Sierra Moore suddenly moved. She seemed to have had a dream. Her expression was a bit bad and her brows were tightly knitted together. She looked very uncomfortable.

Nathan Shaw reached out to smooth her brows and called her softly, "Sisi, wake up."

Sierra Moore seemed to still be trapped in a dream and could not wake up. Nathan Shaw stretched out his hand and shook her shoulder. "Sisi, wake up."

She shook her head uneasily, but her furrowed brows made him worry. Nathan Shaw lowered his head and kissed her delicate red lips, taking away her breath bit by bit.

"It's just a dream. Don't be afraid."

Her eyelashes, which were trembling because she could not breathe, slowly opened. In her chaotic vision was his enlarged handsome face. His eyes were even more profound and charming than the night.

"Nathan Shaw."

He let go of her and heard her hoarse and soft voice. His heart skipped a beat. He lowered his head and touched hers with the tip of his nose. "Did you have a nightmare?"

Sierra Moore nodded. She reached out from under the quilt and hugged his lean waist. She pressed her face against his chest and listened to his heartbeat.

"Nathan Shaw, am I very willful?"

"Nates."

The corners of Nathan Shaw's mouth curled up. In a place where she could not see, warmth appeared in his eyes. He reached out and rubbed her long hair. "Where did you go today?"

"I went to school to see Clarison Moore," Sierra Moore replied in a low voice.

Hearing her unhappy voice, Nathan Shaw gently pushed her away. Looking at her wrinkled face, he asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Sierra Moore bit her lower lip and raised her eyes to look at him, seemingly considering how to tell him.

"Sisi, I'm very happy that you came to find me today," Nathan Shaw said patiently as he pinched her chin with one hand and kissed her on the cheek.

When Sierra Moore woke up, she was in a daze. Her adorable eyes made his heart heat up. Nathan Shaw raised his hand to cover her eyes, not wanting to be bewitched again.

"Don't look at me like that."

Her nose was pinched neither lightly nor heavily. Sierra Moore cried out in pain and took his hand away in dissatisfaction. She put it in her mouth and took a bite. "This is called returning politeness with politeness."

These words actually conveyed a hint of anger, but Nathan Shaw was not very satisfied. He said to her, "Actually, I prefer you to use another method."

Sierra Moore looked at him in confusion, only to see his handsome face come over. He pointed at his lips and kindly reminded her, "I will be happier next time you bite here."

Sierra Moore thought to herself, "As expected, he's full of the thoughts of a beast!"

The ears of the person who was teased turned hot, and a suspicious blush appeared on her face. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at Nathan Shaw's meaningful gaze.

After bullying kitten, Nathan Shaw was instantly in a good mood. He pressed her against his chest and smiled. "If only you have been so obedient."

She thought to herself, "What?"

"Mr. Xiao, is it really okay for you to gloat over my misfortune?" Sierra Moore poked his chest in dissatisfaction.

The words "Mr. Xiao" successfully pleased Nathan Shaw.

He looked down at her with a warm smile in his eyes. He held her fingers and played with them. "So, Miss Moore, are you going to confess to me now?"

After being disturbed by him like this, Sierra Moore felt her mood was no longer as heavy as before.

She told him about her trip to school today, but she was still a little excited when she mentioned Maxwell Davis, "I don't believe that there is such a coincidence in this world."

"If he really is Ethan Quinn, what are you going to do?" Hearing her finish her words, Nathan Shaw asked.

Nathan Shaw had also heard of the news that Moore Clan had gone bankrupt six years ago and that Miss Moore had slit her wrist in the bathroom to commit suicide.

At that time, the Moore Famiy was defeated overnight, leaving only Sierra Moore, who had not left the ivory tower, and a huge debt.

At that time, Sierra Moore was under too much pressure. She could not turn the tide. To save the Moore Famiy's dignity, she went everywhere to seek help. Then she met Nathan Shaw.

He had only found out about this not long ago. If he had known her identity earlier, perhaps she would not have left her hometown for so many years.

"If he really is Ethan Quinn." Sierra Moore looked up at him with a strange coldness in her eyes. "I won't forgive him."

Her aunt's death was a nightmare that she could never forget. She would never forgive those people.

Nathan Shaw could not bear to see her like this. He pinched her palm and waited for her to look at him before saying, "Leave this matter to me."

Sierra Moore looked at him with a complicated expression and did something very bold.

She quickly kissed Nathan Shaw on the chin and blinked at him. "Nathan Shaw, I realized today that you are really good to me."

Nathan Shaw loved to see the embarrassed face of his girl the most. The corners of his mouth curved up in a pleasant smile. He rubbed her hair and said, "You really are stupid."

After that, he added, "It's not too late to know now."

This time, Sierra Moore did not talk back. Instead, she nodded her head vigorously and promised him, "Don't worry, Nathan Shaw. I will treat you well in the future."

When he heard this, Nathan Shaw's expression changed. He looked at her with a forced smile and said, "Since that's the case, can you show your sincerity first?"

"What do you mean?" Sierra Moore looked at him blankly, obviously not quite understanding what to do, so Nathan Shaw had to do it himself and teach her how to treat him well.

Before meeting Nathan Shaw, Sierra Moore never knew that a couple would get along like this. He always could make her heart beat faster.

Seeing his smug look, Sierra Moore pouted, "Nathan Shaw, you are bullying me again."

"Stupid woman."

"It's your honor to be doted on by me. Do you still have any objections?" Nathan Shaw poked her angry cheeks with his finger.

It could be seen that Mr. Shaw's shamelessness once again refreshed the bottom line!

Sierra Moore didn't have the strength to argue with him. She just turned her head to the side to show that she was angry.

Nathan Shaw rubbed her hair and looked at the time. It was already two in the afternoon. He got up, took Sierra Moore's coat, and draped it over her.

Sierra Moore looked at him and asked, "Are we going back?"

Nathan Shaw did not say anything. Instead, he bent down and picked her up. He lowered his head to meet her eyes which were still filled with anger. "Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."

When he didn't say it, she didn't feel it. Now that he said so, Sierra Moore felt that her stomach was empty, so she didn't sulk anymore. She reached out to hug his neck and urged, "Then hurry up! I'm about to starve to death."

Today was New Natear's Day and the company was already on holiday, so there was no one.

Nathan Shaw carried Sierra Moore to the underground garage. When she saw a Bugatti Veyron parked in the VIP car seat, Sierra Moore felt her eyes were almost blinded by this scene.

She blinked her starry eyes and looked at Nathan Shaw like a lackey. "Hey, hey, rich man, let's make friends!"

Nathan Shaw raised the corner of his eyes and looked at her with a fake smile.

"Miss Moore, do you need me to remind you that right now, we have a relationship that is deeper than friendship."