Chapter 27
Sienna was a doctor. One glance was all it took to know that swelling wasn’t natural.
Unless she had deliberately manipulated the area and applied a chemical irritant, there was absolutely no way her face would puff up like that.
“A personal vendetta p>
She sauntered out from behind Jarred, her voice low but sharp enough to make all the color drain from Celeste’s face.
“Don’t we need to have a personal feud for it to be a vendetta? Or have you been doing something shady behind my back that I don’t know about p>
That single sentence effectively shut Celeste up. Her face flushed violently before going ghostly pale.
Staring at Sienna standing triumphantly before her, the pitiful tears in her eyes instantly sharpened into toxic resentment.
Sienna let out a soft chuckle, stepping fully into the room as her eyes lazily scanned Celeste’s face. “Tsk, that swelling is just a bit too even… Are you sure you applied enough iodine?
Next time, you don’t need to put yourself through so much trouble. I know an incredible special effects makeup artist I can recommend. The results are much more realistic p>
Celeste’s face turned completely chalky, as if Sienna had just stomped violently on her Achilles heel.
Terrified that Sienna might expose her further, she immediately burst into a hysterical shriek. “Get out! I don’t want to look at you p>
Completely unhinged, she grabbed a pillow and hurled it directly at Sienna.
Jarred, who had been completely silent up until now, stepped smoothly between them, pinning Celeste’s shoulders to the bed. “Celeste, calm down. She’s here to apologize. She knows she was out of line p>
“Apologize?” Celeste obviously didn’t buy it, her lips twisting into a malicious sneer. “She thinks she’s better than everyone else. She’ll only apologize to me when pigs fly p>
Hearing this, Sienna playfully blinked her eyes and waved her phone in the air, the screen still brightly displaying the massive bank transfer.
She smiled sweetly. “You’re absolutely right. Turns out, someone just paid for a first-class ticket on that flying pig p>
Celeste couldn’t decipher what Sienna meant, but the smug, arrogant look on her face confirmed it was nothing good.
“I said get out p>
She frantically grabbed whatever wasn’t nailed down on her bedside table and chucked it wildly at Sienna, screaming an unrelenting stream of obscenities.
Sienna looked completely unfazed, leaning casually against the wall, thoroughly enjoying the spectacular meltdown.
“Sienna!” Jarred roared, restraining the thrashing Celeste with one arm while glaring daggers at his wife. “Shut your mouth! Get to the point p>
Sienna easily read the dangerous warning in his eyes. If she pushed Celeste any further, Jarred would legitimately snap, and she could kiss the rest of her payout goodbye.
She instantly wiped the smirk off her face, marched up to the foot of the bed, and offered Celeste a sickly sweet smile. “I am so sor-ry. I hit you too hard p>
Celeste was visibly stunned that an actual apology had come out of her mouth, freezing mid-thrash.
But before she could gloat, Sienna’s eyes drifted back to her swollen face. She tutted softly and nonchalantly dropped the hammer. “Though, to be fair, you weren’t exactly a beauty queen to begin with. Maybe you should just scrap the whole face and start over? I know a fantastic plastic surgeon who could probably hook you up with a discount p>
“Sienna p>
That was the final straw that sent Celeste completely over the edge. “I’m going to kill you p>
She snatched the heavy metal thermos off the nightstand and launched it with every ounce of her strength straight at Sienna’s head.
Sienna had anticipated the retaliation. She easily sidestepped the projectile. The thermos collided violently with the wall, shattering upon impact and sending scalding water spraying across the floor.
Seeing Celeste reach blindly for the next object on the table.
This time, Jarred reacted with lightning speed.
He locked his hand around Sienna’s arm, yanking her out into the hallway and slamming the heavy door shut behind them, instantly cutting off Celeste’s hysterical shrieking.
The atmosphere in the corridor was thick and oppressive, so deathly quiet they could hear each other’s rapid breathing.
Jarred released his grip, leaving an angry red ring blazing against Sienna’s pale wrist.