Chapter 82

After Jenna finished speaking, she looked at James, her voice syrupy sweet as she cooed, "I couldn't bring myself to scold him—he's just too cute." Her tone was playful, almost flirtatious. The elevator was quiet aside from them, with a few of Frank Group's employees standing awkwardly, all keeping their heads down. Wendy glanced up at the two of them and couldn't help but find the scene ridiculous. "Why aren't you saying anything, Wendy?" Jenna pressed, her voice rising just a bit. "Is it because the staff are here, and you don't want to talk about coming home?" "You've been so stubborn about staying away. James can't even find the right moment to talk to you about Ethan, so he talks to me. I know I'm just his aunt, and no matter how much he loves me, I can't replace his mom." She wore a black pencil skirt and fitted blazer that clung to her curves, with sheer tights and high heels that clicked softly on the floor. Her every move radiated confidence and purpose. When she laughed