His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 196

The tea spilled from the cup, soaking the carpet and leaving a damp stain.

Quentin flinched and glanced at the cup with a click of his tongue. "Hey, man, don't worry. Tessa isn't the type to be casual about these things."

Stephen was lost in thought as he asked in a hoarse voice, "Did she really agree?"

Quentin hesitated before replying, "Look, you know what happened on New Year's Eve. She saw you with that cousin of yours—and you guys were even talking about getting a room.

"I mean, I'd be pissed off too. Maybe she said yes just to get back at you… or maybe she was drunk and spouting nonsense. You can't take it too seriously."

"I didn't…" Stephen's voice caught in his throat. "I never said we were getting a room."

"Well, your cousin did."

Silence fell between them for a moment.

Stephen composed himself and said, "Do me a favor."

...

When Tessa stepped out of the law firm after work, she immediately noticed a white McLaren parked not too far away.

Quentin stood leaning against the car with his head down, scrolling through his phone as if waiting for someone.

It was off work time and he was waiting outside the firm, so he was probably waiting for her. Tessa started walking over just as Quentin looked up, spotted her, and approached with a grin.

"Hey, Tessa! Finally off work, huh?"

"Quentin, are you looking for me?" She glanced behind him. "Where's Naomi? Is she not with you today?"

"Nah, it's just me this time. I wanted to talk to you about something."

"What is it?"

Quentin chuckled awkwardly. "I'm just looking out for you. We're friends, right?"

Tessa met his gaze with cool and steady eyes. "Did he send you?"

They both knew exactly who she meant.

Faced with Tessa's sharp, perceptive stare, Quentin suddenly felt like all his little schemes had been laid bare. He averted his gaze, feeling a little guilty.

Lawyers were scary. Those eyes could see right through his soul.

"No, no—of course not! I came here on my own to apologize. No one else is involved."

Tessa didn't comment, but her expression was unreadable.

Quentin took out a set of keys and held them out to her. "Here—this is a little apology gift from me. Just a small token of goodwill. Take it, okay?"