Chapter 573
I’ll strangle you to death today, you vicious snake p>
She raised her hands high, aiming her long, manicured nails straight for Sienna’s face.
The onlookers gasped, far too slow to intervene.
In that split second, Sienna reacted with lightning reflexes.
She shot her hand up, seizing Helena’s wrist, and used her momentum to shove her hard.
Helena lost her balance instantly, stumbling backward wildly.
The small of her back slammed violently into the hard edge of a heavy table. Blinding pain shot through her body, causing her to crumple and curl in on herself.
Sprawled on the floor, Helena’s eyes immediately brimmed with furious tears.
The two police officers quickly moved forward to help her up.
But Helena refused to let it go. Thrashing wildly, she turned and screeched at the squad of bodyguards standing nearby.
“She dared to lay her hands on me! Beat her to death! I’m going to teach this insolent bitch a lesson today p>
The Sterling matriarch’s face contorted with anger. She slammed her cane hard against the marble floor, barking out a harsh command.
“I always knew this woman was trouble! She won’t rest until she tears the Sterlings apart! Throw her out p>
The bodyguards immediately surged forward, moving to surround Sienna.
Just then, a frigid, low male voice sliced through the chaos. “Don’t you dare move p>
Those few words were as sharp as ice, carrying an indisputable, crushing authority.
It was an absolute command, instantly freezing every movement in the room.
The bodyguards locked up mid-step, none daring to advance an inch. The temperature in the room seemingly plummeted to freezing.
Jarred’s tall, commanding figure strode forward. He planted himself firmly in front of Sienna, shielding her safely behind his broad back.
His rugged features were encased in a terrifying layer of frost.
His dark, predatory gaze landed heavily on his mother’s hysterical form. When he spoke, his voice was dangerously low.
“You were blinded by your own greed and vanity, making you an easy mark.
She tried to warn you about the value of the heirloom. She tried to stop your impulsive trade.
And you repaid her with insults, tossing her advice out the window. How is this her fault p>
Helena stared blankly, frozen in place.
She couldn’t believe those words had actually just come out of her own son’s mouth.
Jarred offered her absolutely no mercy, his icy tone carrying a lethal warning. “If Sienna hadn’t noticed the red flags and reported him p>
The police would have never picked up the trail. You would have only bled more money and suffered a far וי worse financial rujn
There was not a single shred of warmth in his eyes, only a terrifying darkness. “So, knock it off p>
Those few sentences completely paralyzed Helena.
She always knew her son could be blind sometimes, letting himself be manipulated by that vixen Sienna.
He occasionally talked back to her, and she could still get away with scolding him.
But today, this absolute, unapologetic defense-looking as if he would destroy her if she dared touch a hair on Sienna’s head-was something Helena had never witnessed before:
Helena went completely rigid. She swallowed her roaring fury, not daring to argue another word.
Even the Sterling matriarch paled, falling completely silent.
The atmosphere had grown suffocatingly awkward. Having delivered their report, the two detectives quickly excused themselves.
Sienna prepared to leave as well.
As she turned, her gaze swept over Celeste in the wheelchair.
Celeste’s lips curled up ever so slightly, flashing a hidden, utterly arrogant provocation.
It was a silent boast: [So what if you saw through me? You don’t have a shred of proof, and you can’t touch me.
In the end, I’m walking away without a scratch p>
Sienna offered a dismissive, indifferent smile and turned away without a second glance.
She hadn’t taken two steps before a powerful grip suddenly locked around her wrist.