Chapter 333
With that, she immediately shot Greta a pointed look.
Greta shrank back, glancing at her nervously before lowering her head. The guards outside took my phone earlier p>
Celeste’s expression twisted. “Useless! Get the hell out p>
Greta bolted from the room as if her shoes were on fire.
Celeste pulled her own phone out of her pocket and dialed 911.
She tapped the screen repeatedly, but the call wouldn’t go through.
Glancing at the signal bars, she finally realized something was wrong.
She snapped her head up, staring at Sienna as every ounce of her composure evaporated.
Sienna watched her with an icy gaze. “Who said I came here to kick you out p>
Celeste gripped her phone so tightly her knuckles turned white.
“Sienna, what did you do to this house p>
“I just learned from the best,” Sienna smiled faintly. “Before doing something bad, always destroy the evidence first p>
Celeste stiffened, utterly unable to decipher the hidden meaning behind those words.
She only knew that the freezing, mocking look in Sienna’s eyes was making her scalp prickle and sending a chill straight down her spine.
Sienna’s smile slowly turned dark as she took deliberate steps toward her.
“Lately, have you been having trouble sleeping at night? Do your legs randomly go numb? Is there a sharp, stinging pain in the soles of your feet that gets worse the more anxious you feel p>
The moment those words hung in the air, all the arrogance froze on Celeste’s face.
Her lips parted slightly, but she couldn’t force a single word out.
Because Sienna was entirely correct.
These symptoms had come on bizarrely and aggressively, appearing completely out of nowhere over the last few days.
At first, it was just late at night when everything was quiet. Her legs would feel stiff and numb, followed by a faint, piercing sting from the bottom of her feet.
She simply assumed it was from sitting in a wheelchair for too long and lacking physical activity.
But in just a few short days, the symptoms had severely worsened.
Even when sitting perfectly still during the day, the stinging pain would densely radiate through her limbs, hurting so much that she trembled Even dragging herself to move normally had become incredibly difficult.
She hadn’t mentioned this to a single soul, not even her personal maid.
How the hell did Sienna know?
Sienna stood opposite her, entirely relaxed, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips.
Celeste stared wide-eyed at that smiling face, a suffocating wave of dread crashing over her.
She dug her fingers into the armrests of her wheelchair, forcing herself to sound demanding. “What exactly are you trying to say p>
Sienna simply smiled, offering no answer.
Her cold, piercing eyes seemed capable of seeing through every single hypocritical lie, taking in all of Celeste’s panic.
Sienna’s tone was entirely unbothered, laced with a casual, lazy edge Didn’t Dr Vance already tell you? I’m the only one who can cure your legs p>
The color rapidly drained from Celeste’s face until she was as pale as a sheet.
It hit her all at once.
Every suspicious detail connected in her mind, and a tidal wave of fury and sheer terror shattered all her remaining composure.
“Bitch! It was you p>
She pointed a trembling finger directly at Sienna, her voice shrill, twisted, and utterly hysterical.
“You and him plotted against me! That old bastard Alistair actually dared to help you sabotage me! I’m going to ruin his miserable life! I’II make sure neither of you die. peaceful death p>
Watching her entirely lose her mind and bare her ugly true colors, Sienna’s expression remained perfectly composed.
“Don’t falsely accuse good people,” she said coldly.
“Dr. Vance was genuinely treating your condition. His specific acupuncture techniques work absolute miracles on people who are actually crippled p>
She leaned in slightly, looking into Celeste’s increasingly terrified eyes, her gaze dipping to freezing temperatures.
“But the problem is… you were faking it p>
Celeste violently jolted in her seat.