Chapter 362

"Got it," Sienna replied and headed upstairs.

The door to her room was not locked, and Sienna entered to find Harry sitting on the couch beside her bed, casually flipping through a book on her desk, his long, clean fingers looking firm and strong.

The bedroom was brightly lit, throwing a warm glow over his chiseled face. As always, his visage projected warmth, and his dark, blazing gaze drew people in like a blackhole.

That was when he looked up from the book and saw Sienna.

None of them spoke, and the bedroom was so silent one could hear a pin drop.

Sienna had an idea why he was here, and hence took out the contract signed before from her drawer and handed it to him. "The contract period may be over, but the conditions we agreed upon still apply—I’ll help you root out the poison in your body, so you don't have to worry about that."

Harry stared at her for a long while, but a storm was now brewing behind his calm gaze.

"I've been gone for days, but this is all you can think ab