Chapter 122 Holding Her on His Lap

Sierra was about to apologize when he let out a low, mocking chuckle. Then, in a cool yet almost teasing tone, Theo commented, "How do you want me to refer to myself when talking to you?" When she raised her head, she met his deep, shadowed gaze. The dim light reflected in them, making them look like a dark, bottomless lake, threatening to pull her under. She suddenly felt a flicker of fear and instinctively tried to step back, but he moved in closer, leaving her with nowhere to escape. Her back pressed firmly against the car door as she looked up at him, caught off guard and unsure what to do. "Uncle Theo, I was impulsive when saying those words. You're my elder, so of course, you have the right to say whatever you want," she stammered, trying to smooth things over. However, instead of answering, Theo slowly lowered his head, bringing his face closer to hers. His warm breath brushed against her ear as his deep, intoxicating voice whispered, "You and Benson broke up. That means… I