Chapter 303
Mrs. Bridges slowly closed her eyes, her teeth sinking into her lower lip until it turned crimson, nearly drawing blood.
It took an immense amount of effort for her to drag herself up from the ground.
Then, turning to face the matriarch and Jarred, she slumped to the floor, pleading desperately.
“Mr. Sterling, Madam, Ma’am, I’m begging you!” Mrs. Bridges’ voice was so hoarse it was barely legible.
“Please save my daughter, save my family! She’s only nineteen, she doesn’t know anything, nothing can happen to her p>
Seeing this, Helena was consumed by towering rage and pointed a sharp finger at Sienna. “Did you hear that?! Sienna, let Mrs. Bridges’ daughter go right now! This instant! Or don’t blame us for what happens next p>
Sienna’s sharp gaze swept over the hysterical crowd, her logic airtight. “Where is the proof that I sent those two bodyguards? A recording? A video? An email p>
That single sentence instantly rendered Helena speechless.
Sienna didn’t spare Helena another glance.
Her gaze slid past Celeste, finally landing on Jarred.
The lighting split his face into halves of light and dark—one side illuminated in cold pallor, the other hidden in shadows.
Looking at his infuriatingly stoic face, a mocking curve formed on Sienna’s lips.
“Captain Sterling, as the supposedly top-tier SWAT captain in the Capital, if you can’t even tell truth from fiction right here, you might as well step down p>
A lethal strike straight to the heart—nothing short of devastating.
Everyone present drew in a sharp breath.
Jarred’s posture stiffened slightly.
His Adam’s apple bobbed.
His deep eyes stared intently at Sienna, dark undercurrents surging within them, though he forcefully suppressed the storm.
“Insolent!” The old matriarch’s face flushed crimson with fury.
“Sienna, you are utterly lawless! How can someone so venomous and reckless exist in this world!
Kidnapping a child, forcing an elder into crime, and you still dare to issue public provocations? Call the police! Call the cops right now p>
She snapped her head toward Jarred, furiously barking an order: “Jarred, arrest her immediately!
I might overlook an outsider’s nonsense, but Mrs. Bridges watched you grow up; she is practically family to the Sterlings.
Since Sienna dared to touch one of our own, we must make her pay a heavy price today and teach her that the Sterling family’s boundaries are not to be crossed p>
“How dare she curse at my son!” Helena yelled fiercely. “Jarred, make her crimes public and lock her away for good p>
All eyes converged on Jarred.
They were all waiting for him to enforce the law and righteously cut down his own family ties.
The manor’s staff had seen enough over the years to know that Jarred favored Celeste; he was always partial to the empathetic and understanding woman.
He treated his own wife with nothing but cold indifference, reserving his true affection for Celeste alone.
The scene unfolding before them merely confirmed everyone’s suspicions.
Sienna was arrogant and domineering, while Celeste was gentle and innocent.
He would inevitably side with the woman he cherished, severely punishing his malicious ex-wife.
The onlookers’ eyes brimmed with: the pity of an audience watching a tragedy unfold feeling sorry for this broken marriage and for the stubbornly delusional Sienna.
But the man standing at the center of the storm kept his thin lips pressed tight, his profile cold and sharp.
The dim light washed over half of his stern face while the other half retreated into heavy shadows; the interplay of light and dark made his emotions completely unreadable.
His gaze cut through the crowd, resting heavily on Sienna.
Sienna looked back at him, her chin tilted up slightly in defiance.
After a long pause, his deep, magnetic voice slowly resonated, piercing through the noise of the das his tall fremoved to shield the woman behind him.
“A single phone call isn’t enough to convict her,” Jarred stated unhurriedly.