Chapter 141
Her professional integrity was facing an unprecedented test.
The woman sitting before her was Jarred’s wife, the madam of the Sterling family, someone she absolutely could not offend. But the other two clients were equally untouchable.
With so many heavyweights involved, a mere brand consultant like her couldn’t afford to cross any of them.
“Mrs. Sterling, please let me explain p>
The consultant tried her best to keep her voice steady. “The custom order process has already been initiated. The order has been entered into the system and assigned a serial number. If we were to make any changes, we would need the original buyer’s consent p>
Sienna finally lifted her gaze and looked at her.
Her look was faint, almost completely devoid of emotion, yet the consultant felt a sudden, inexplicable chill run down her spine.
“That sounds like your problem,” Sienna said, withdrawing her gaze. She paused. “Or… do you think I don’t have the right to order this necklace p>
Everyone in the room caught the heavy implication of her words.
The consultant’s face turned ashen. “No, no, Mrs. Sterling, you misunderstand! You are one of our top-tier VIP clients. Of course you have the right, but p>
Sienna didn’t say another word.
She sat quietly on the hospital bed. Her face was bare of makeup, making her look a bit haggard.
Yet, this seemingly fragile woman exuded an overwhelming aura of authority that left the entire consulting team dead silent.
The consultant opened her mouth, wanting to add something else.
But meeting Sienna’s calm, almost indifferent eyes, all the words died in her throat.
Seeing them frozen in place, Sienna wasn’t annoyed.
She slowly reached over, picked up her phone from the nightstand, and dialed a number right in front of them.
She pressed the speakerphone button.
The call connected in a split second.
“Wife p>
Jarred’s deep, magnetic voice drifted from the speaker, laced with a gravelly laziness that suggested he had just woken up.
Ever since Sienna had asked for a divorce, she hadn’t called him on her own initiative.
This sudden call clearly took Jarred by surprise, his tone carrying a suppressed note of pleasure.
“What’s wrong? Did you miss me p>
The consultants’ faces instantly drained of color, turning a sickly pale.
Sienna skipped the pleasantries, her tone languid. “I found a necklace I like, but they refuse to sell it to me p>
The voice that had been completely tender a second ago instantly turned to ice. “Who has that kind of nerve p>
The lead consultant’s legs nearly gave out. She frantically rushed to explain, “Mr. Sterling, it’s not that we won’t sell it! It’s just that it’s already been reserved, and the people who reserved it are your p>
“I don’t care if God himself reserved it,” Jarred interrupted coldly. “That necklace belongs to my wife, and my wife only p>
He let out a low chuckle, a sound far more terrifying than his icy words. “What? Are you telling me my status isn’t enough to secure a single piece of jewelry p>
That single sentence nearly scared the soul out of the consultant.
Everyone knew who Jarred Sterling was. He sat at the absolute pinnacle of their brand’s VIP pyramid, a man who commanded respect from the entire business world.
Yes, Helena and Eleanor were esteemed figures.
But they knew exactly who held the real power in that family.
The paperwork was processed with lightning speed.
Within moments, the exclusive custom serial number was printed and handed to Sienna.
The consulting team looked as if they had just been granted a royal pardon and hurriedly excused themselves.
The hospital room returned to a quiet stillness.
Sienna looked down at the custom order number in her hand, a faint smile slowly tugging at the corners of her lips.
She picked up her phone and snapped a picture of the receipt.
Then, she opened a specific contact and hit send.