Chapter 264
Right on cue, the elevator dinged at the lobby.
The doors slid open, and Sienna turned to step out.
But Jarred blocked her path, his dark eyes fixed on her.
He tipped his chin toward the black Maybach parked by the curb, uttering a short command. “Get in p>
Sienna’s face was calm. Without missing a beat, she gave a flat refusal. “No p>
She turned to walk away, only for him to catch her wrist again.
A faint smirk tugged at the corners of Jarred’s mouth, and he let out a low laugh.
“Sienna, are you planning to give up your whole life and never step outside again just to avoid me p>
His laugh was soft, carrying a hint of self-deprecation, but mostly it was laced with that seductive, careless charm he wielded so well.
He leaned down, closing the gap between them, his voice dropping to a husky whisper.
“If you really don’t care about me, you could just treat me like air, or like any other guy on the street.
Treating me like a plague just makes me think p>
Jarred paused. The amusement in his eyes faded slightly, replaced by a careful, searching vulnerability. “You’re not over me p>
He tightened his fingers just a fraction, feeling the steady beat of her pulse against his skin.
“I can’t possibly be that important to you, right p>
He stared intensely at her as he spoke, his dark eyes trying to peer straight into her soul.
Deep down, he was desperately praying for just one second of hesitation. Just one second.
If she hesitated, he could convince himself that she still cared, that she was just angry and needed time.
However, Sienna met his devastatingly handsome gaze without even blinking.
“You never were p>
The words were sharp and absolute, slicing through the air like a guillotine without any hesitation.
The light in Jarred’s eyes snuffed out instantly, as if a jar of ink had been poured over his pupils.
But in less than a second, he masked it perfectly, snapping back to his usual arrogant self so fast that his brief lapse felt like an illusiON.
“If that’s the case.” His raspy voice brushed against her ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down her spine.
He spoke slowly, driving every word home. “Why can’t you just treat me like a normal pursuer and let me give you a ride p>
His mesmerizing eyes caught the sunlight, dazzling and intense.
He watched her carefully, his smirk deepening. “You should know by now. As long as I want to find you, you can’t hide p>
A pursuer?
Sienna chewed on the word, her eyes narrowing instantly.
She leveled a sharp gaze at him and tilted her chin up. “My pursuers have to meet certain standards p>
Jarred smiled faintly, a spark of supreme confidence flashing in his eyes, as if there wasn’t a standard in the world he couldn’t effortlessly clear. “Narhe them:
Sienna scoffed at his arrogance, her gaze instantly freezing over.
She tilted her head slightly, her tone casually lethal. “It’s simple. From now on, whether Celeste Carlyle is sick, dying, or literally taking her last breath tomorrow, you treat her like… she doesn’t exist. You cut all ties with her completely. Can you? that?” do
Jarred’s face shifted immediately, shock and panic bleeding into his expression.
He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn’t find the words.
Watching his hesitation, Sienna gave a small smile.
It was a beautiful smile, as if she had lovingly wrapped a gift and handed it to him.
Then watching him open it, only to find a blade aimed straight at his heart.
Her eyes turned ice-cold, the smile on her lips growing bitter.
“Since you can’t do it, stop following me p>