"I'll be right there," Sierra said as she straightened her clothes quickly and went out.Leona handed Sierra her breakfast. Sierra took it, thanking Leona."Did you stay up all night with Mr. Henderson?" Leona asked casually.Sierra blinked. "What do you mean?""When I came in this morning, I saw Mr. Henderson walking out of the break room," Leona said, making small talk. "He was holding his jacket, and his shirt didn't look freshly changed. It was a little wrinkled."Sierra paused, her breakfast halfway to her mouth. Her mind jumped to the scent she had smelled when she woke up.Had he not gone home last night?"What's wrong?" Leona asked."He probably just came in to check on things," Sierra answered, though her mood had shifted. "I didn't see him when I fell asleep and when I woke up."Sierra found John to be a walking contradiction. On the surface, he treated her badly, yet he took care of her in secret. If he really wanted to be nice to her, why wouldn't he let her go and
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