Chapter 360
As the live-stream camera clicked on, the equipment was securely mounted at the entrance of the hospital room.
The previously chaotic and furious room instantly fell into a dead silence.
Sienna Sloan’s gaze swept lightly over the crowd, completely unflustered.
She turned slightly, exchanging a meaningful glance with Thea Stanton beside her.
Facing the camera, Thea spoke with absolute composure, “My client is here today to clarify three specific things.
First, to clarify the true purpose behind Ms. Sloan’s medical acupuncture treatment.
Second, to clarify the complete truth behind Ms. Celeste Carlyle’s paralyzing leg injury.
Third, to publicly debunk all false defamation and reserve the right to press charges p>
Helena Sterling’s face turned livid, ignoring the rolling cameras as she lashed out on the spot, “What is there to clarify? The facts are right in front of us.
Celeste’s perfectly fine legs were brutally ruined by you, with witnesses and public opinion all pointing to it, and you still want to twist the truth p>
The matriarch was equally furious, pointing a trembling finger at Sienna. “In all my years, I have never seen a woman as vicious as you.
Celeste saved Jarred’s life; she is a benefactor to the Sterling family.
You have targeted her repeatedly, harmed her repeatedly, and now you have the nerve to bring reporters to our door to cause a scene.
Let me tell you, we are not afraid of you. No matter how you twist the truth, a lie can never become reality p>
Gideon Grayson and Lucas Lowell stood guard in front of the hospital bed, their eyes filled with guarded disgust.
“Sienna, know when to stop! Don’t think you can run rampant just because you have the Sterling family’s power and the old man’s favor p>
“This is a classic case of a thief crying out to catch a thief! You actually have the guts to live-stream in front of so many people? When this blows up in your face, we won’t let you off easily p>
Only Jarred Sterling stood rooted to the spot, unmoving.
His dark gaze was heavy, fixed unblinkingly on Sienna.
He knew that Sienna never fought a battle she wasn’t prepared for.
The fact that she dared to start a live-stream and confront them publicly.
Meant that she held a trump card he didn’t know about.
The chill in Jarred’s eyes deepened as his profound gaze saw right through Sienna’s little schemes.
His stare was freezing and stiff, carrying an undisguised scrutiny, while a faint anger gathered between his brows as he watched her impassively.
Sensing his intense stare, Sienna expressionlessly turned her face away.
At that moment, Celeste, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, her voice as weak as a silken thread.
“Ms. Sloan, what exactly do you want… My legs are already like this… Are you still not planning to let me go p>
Celeste didn’t look at the camera; her pitiful, fragile gaze remained solely on Sienna.
There was a meticulously calculated fear hidden within that gaze.
Sienna let out a cold scoff at her masterful acting.
Shielded by the crowd in the center, Celeste cried even more helplessly, looking utterly shattered.
Her fingertips clutched the bedsheets, her shoulders trembling slightly, playing the perfect role of a terrified, bullied victim.
Suddenly, she slowly raised her eyes, looking at the camera with tear-blurred vision, her voice choking and soft, perfectly manipulating the public’s sympathy.
“To all the media present, and the viewers online… I really didn’t want things to get this ugly.
My leg injury kept relapsing, and I was already having trouble moving, so I just rested quietly, not daring to do much.
When Ms. Sloan took the initiative to come to my room to treat my legs, I was full of gratitude, thinking she was willing to let go of our grievances.
I had been secretly seeing doctors for rehabilitation, and my legs were clearly getting better day by day p>
But ever since she performed acupuncture on me, my legs deteriorated completely, leaving me directly disabled and unable to stand anymore.
I have never smeared anyone’s name, and I have never interfered in anyone’s relationship. Jarred and I are just friends.
I just don’t understand… why, after ruining my legs, she still had to spread rumors online to frame me, and drag Jarred down to suffer public abuse and be questioned by his superiors p>
It was a flawlessly logical speech, pushing the victim narrative to the absolute limit and scoring full marks for grievance.
Instantly, half the viewers in the live-stream wavered in sympathy.
[Help, Celeste is so pitiful. Her legs were almost healed but deliberately ruined, who could stand that p>