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“Ahh!” she cried out, wincing as sharp pain shot through her foot.

Before anyone else could react, Adrian was already moving.

He pushed through the crowd, shoving people aside without a second thought. His sharp glare was enough to part the group. He didn’t care who he pushed aside. All he saw was her.

He dropped to his knees beside her in an instant, his face tight with concern.

“What happened?” he growled, his deep voice low and urgent, eyes locked onto her face. “Where does it hurt?”

Sienna clutched her ankle, her face contorted in pain.

At once, Adrian swept her up into his arms. His grip was strong and secure, muscles tense as he carried her to the nearest couch and gently placed her down.

Then he knelt in front of her, his expensive suit wrinkling at the knees as he bent to unfasten her heel. He held her foot in his hands, large fingers surprisingly gentle as he examined the swelling.

“Does it hurt here?” he asked, lightly pressing her ankle. “Or up here?” His thumbs carefully massaged around the joint, his eyes flicking up to her face with worry.

Sienna glanced around the room, startled. The crowd had gone silent. Dozens of eyes were watching them with stunned expressions.

Whispering broke out across the room.

“What’s going on? Isn’t that Mr. Vaughn?”

“What kind of relationship does Mr. Vaughn have with that girl?”

“I heard him say earlier that they’re close. But this looks more than that.”

“She came with her husband. That can’t be right, can it?”

“Since when does Adrian Vaughn care about any woman like this?”

“Then why does Mr. Vaughn look like that? I've never seen him care about any woman before.”

Sienna let out an awkward laugh, trying to be nonchalant. She gently pushed at Adrian’s hand to pull her leg back, but he only held on tighter, not letting her go.

“Mr. Vaughn just knows me from the past,” Sienna said quickly, trying to ease the tension in the room. “We’ve worked together. That’s all. He was just surprised I fell, he respects women a lot.”

Her eyes met his. “Thank you, Mr. Vaughn. Really.”

Just then, Theo rushed over. His jaw was tight as he grabbed Adrian by the arm, trying to pull him up.

“Thank you, Mr. Vaughn. I’ll take care of my wife now,” he said stiffly. “It’s nice of you to worry, but she doesn’t need your help anymore.”

He crouched beside Sienna, his hands gently reaching for her ankle. “Are you okay? Do you need anything? I can get a doctor.”

“I’m fine, don’t worry,” Sienna said, patting his shoulder with a small smile. “It’s just a little sprain.”

Adrian’s eyes narrowed. His jaw clenched tighter, his irritation rising. He looked at Theo, then down at Sienna’s hand resting on her husband’s shoulder.

Jealousy flared in his chest, burning hot and sharp.

“Mr. Hall doesn’t have much time, Montgomery,” Adrian said sharply. “He wants to discuss your deal. Right now.”

Arnold turned toward them, catching Adrian’s eyes. Taking the hint, he immediately gave Theo a polite nod, “Mr. Montgomery, I have time now to discuss the deal. Shall we?”

Matthew stepped in smoothly. “Mr. Hall, there’s a private room ready for the discussion. Let’s all move there.”

Arnold nodded, and the group began to move.