Chapter 381
Declan’s voice rang out, laced with obvious panic. “Boss… Celeste is refusing to eat or take her injections. She’s just crying and won’t let anyone near her… And, she keeps screaming your name p>
Jarred pressed his lips together, his sharp jawline looking even more formidable in the dark.
“I understand p>
He spoke the words in a low, gravelly tone, about to hang up.
Suddenly, a stunningly delicate face flashed in his mind.
Sienna had heard him answer the phone earlier.
Jarred’s grip on the steering wheel involuntarily tightened, his gaze darkening. “Before I get there, don’t let anyone get close enough to trigger her p>
Declan immediately agreed. “Yes, sir p>
Jarred ended the call and slammed the gas pedal to the floor.
The Central Detention Center.
When the door to the women’s holding cell was pushed open, the room was a complete disaster zone.
The bedding from the simple cot had been torn onto the floor, with water cups, pillows, and various medical supplies scattered everywhere.
Two nurses stood awkwardly by the door, completely at a loss, caught between staying and fleeing.
Their eyes were filled with helplessness and fear; neither dared to step forward.
Their gazes were locked on the darkest corner of the room.
A disheveled Celeste was curled up in the corner furthest from the door.
Her long hair wildly obscured most of her face as she dragged her injured leg.
She looked as though she were trying to press herself directly into the concrete wall.
“Ms. Carlyle, we just want to give you your medication p>
One nurse tried to step forward, but the moment her foot landed, a piercing scream erupted from the corner.
“Don’t come near me! Don’t touch me p>
Celeste jerked her head up, revealing bloodshot eyes swimming with terror.
“I… I won’t take it! I won’t p>
She screamed while frantically shrinking backward.
The two nurses exchanged glances, completely baffled by her behavior.
Whenever a nurse holding a syringe or a water cup tried to inch even a fraction closer.
She would instantly trigger into a manic state of sheer panic.
She looked completely mentally broken, like someone enduring severe persecution.
Just then, Jarred stepped silently into the cell.
His tall, unyielding figure stood in the doorway, his simple casual clothes doing nothing to mask his intimidating aura.
His somber gaze swept over the mess on the floor and the helpless medical staff.
Finally, it settled heavily on the shivering figure in the corner.
At that exact same moment, Celeste saw him.
Her pupils, previously dilated with terror, instantly focused.
Amidst her chaotic, unraveling mind, his presence seemed to be the only thing firmly anchored.
“Jarred p>
The usually silver-tongued and calculating Celeste.
Was now acting like a frightened, dying animal, so fragile that anyone would feel a pang of sympathy.
Jarred’s expression remained calm and stoic, his eyes devoid of any warm affection.
After a brief silence, he stepped forward, slowly crouching in front of her until they were eye level, his vorce low and gentle.
“Why are you on the floor p>
Celeste’s face was covered in cold tear tracks, her eyes red and swollen.
She looked horribly pale and haggard, giving off the sickly vibe of someone on the verge of a breakdown.
She clutched his sleeve desperately, babbling incoherently, “They… they’re trying to kill me. She told them to force feed me poison!
The sudden accusation made the room fall dead silent.
Two seconds later, Jarred parted his lips. “Who p>
“It’s Sienna. It has to be p>
Celeste tilted her tear-streaked face up, her eyes filled with cautious paranoia.
“She’s afraid I’ll tell the truth, afraid her real colors will be exposed.
So she bribed the people here to poison me, to make sure I stay quiet forever! Jarred… she wants to kill me p>
As soon as the words left her mouth, Jarred’s handsome features visibly turned to ice.