Chapter 543
It was suppressed and restrained, vanishing so quickly it was impossible to catch.
Sienna’s gaze didn’t waver; her mind remained perfectly sharp and clear.
She knew exactly what had happened—she hadn’t been outmaneuvered; she had lost simply because, from beginning to end, he had been guarding another woman.
Luna caught the entire exchange of glances and was so angry she felt she could choke.
Watching Jarred’s cold, retreating back, she finally exploded, “What the hell was that?
He’s practically glued to that venomous snake, yet he still has the nerve to look at Sienna like that p>
Thea frowned in deep disgust. “Classic scumbag syndrome. It’s just selfish possessiveness at work.
He wants to protect his precious little victim, but he can’t bear to let Sienna go entirely. He wishes every woman in the world would revolve around him p>
Sienna’s expression remained completely indifferent.
She stood up from her chair, looking as tranquil as if nothing had happened. “Let’s go p>
The moment the three of them stepped out of the police station, they saw Alister sprinting frantically toward them.
“Ms. Sloan, it’s bad. The secret room you ordered us to guard… my men just reported p>
Master Sterling brought in top-of-the-line explosives. He’s planning to blow the door open tonight p>
Sienna raised an eyebrow.
Luna scoffed at the news. “Looks like he won’t rest until he pries that door open p>
“If Jarred sees what’s inside, your identity will definitely be exposed,” Thea noted calmly.
Sienna didn’t speak immediately; her eyes darted slightly before she let out a soft chuckle. “If it’s going to blow, we might as well make it a massive spectacle. But… not right now p>
Seeing the serene confidence on her face, a glint of shared understanding flashed in Thea and Luna’s eyes.
Sienna didn’t elaborate further, only turning to Alister. “Here is what you are going to do p>
Meanwhile, a black Maybach sped down the road.
Inside the sealed cabin, the air was stagnant and freezing.
Waves of chilling tension rolled through the space, making it hard to breathe.
Jarred sat on the far side of the backseat, radiating a terrifyingly grim silence.
His deep eyes were endlessly dark, his entire being shrouded in an icy aura that practically screamed at everyone to stay away.
Since leaving the police station, he hadn’t uttered a single word.
He didn’t look at her, didn’t interrogate her; even the rhythm of his breathing was so unnervingly steady it caused panic.
But it was exactly this absolute calm that left people entirely on edge.
It felt like a guillotine suspended above her head, leaving her utterly clueless as to when the blade would drop.
Celeste kept her head bowed, her fingertips gripping her skirt in a death guo, not daring to steal even a glance at the man beside her.
She understood Jarred far too well.
He usually seemed casual and aloof, but deep in his bones, he was decisive, meticulously calculating, and brutally ruthless.
Today might look like a brilliant victory for her.
But she knew full well that her riddle-filled defense hadn’t fooled his eyes for a second.
His silence right now wasn’t consent, nor was it relief—it was the dead quiet before a hurricane.
Celeste squirmed in her seat, her teeth chattering involuntarily and her legs trembling out of control.
Desperate not to let the man beside her notice, she forcefully rallied her nerves, pretending to be composed and serene.
After an eternity of suffocating silence, the man’s bone-chilling voice finally cut through the cabin.
Low, raspy, and entirely devoid of emotion, yet every word felt lethal.
“The offshore money-laundering account. What exactly is the truth p>
Jarred turned his head, his cold eyes locking onto Celeste’s pale profile.
His scrutinizing stare was sharp as a blade, piercing straight through tỏ her core. “The Sterlings’ funds have always been impeccably clean: We have never dealt in gray market, money.
What kind of money did you need to secretly launder through a cross-border anonymous account p>
Celeste jolted violently, her heart constricting so painfully she nearly collapsed onto the floor mats.