Chapter 384
The news reached Jarred quickly.
Declan ran over, looking grim, and relayed the orders from the higher-ups word for word.
“Visitation is restricted? Medical parole requires a re-evaluation?” Jarred’s voice was devoid of emotion.
“Who did it p>
Declan swallowed hard. “It has to be… Madam. She has connections in the detention center.
And the application for re-evaluation was filed by her through the Justice Bureau p>
Jarred stood there, the temperature around him plummeting to freezing.
His previously restrained emotions shattered completely, a torrential rage swelling in his pitch-black eyes.
She really wasn’t going to take things lying down.
“Boss, what do we do now p>
Before Declan even finished speaking, a staff member from the detention center walked briskly toward them.
Bowing respectfully, he informed a stony-faced Jarred, “Captain Sterling, according to the judicial review process, the suspect’s mental evaluation must be conducted by an officially appointed specialist.
Dr. Sloan is the appointed assessor for this case.
She will be going inside shortly to conduct a full psychiatric evaluation on Celeste.
The evaluation report will directly determine the final approval for medical parole p>
As those words fell, a heavy silence blanketed the room.
Jarred stiffened, his dark eyes locked onto the slender, aloof figure standing ahead of him.
So, after all the maneuvering, Celeste’s final shot at freedom and escape rested entirely in Sienna’s hands.
The fiercely arrogant man, who never bowed to anyone, felt his throat bob nervously.
All his pride crumbled in that very second.
He knew Sienna too well.
She drew clear lines between right and wrong, always paid back grudges, never accepted the short end of the stick, and absolutely refused to let mistakes slide.
He knew that, given the bad blood between her and Celeste, there was zero chance of getting even a sliver of mercy from her.
A thousand pleas surged in his chest.
He almost opened his mouth, ready to abandon his ego and beg her to be lenient, to let Celeste go.
But as if Sienna had already read his mind, she spoke coolly before he could utter a single word.
“Captain Sterling, please do not obstruct justice,” she said evenly “I’m here to conduct a psychiatric evaluation, not to catch up on old- times p>
That single sentence mercilessly severed all his hopes.
Sienna didn’t spare him another glance, brushing past him and heading straight for Celeste’s cell.
Her shoulder brushed against his arm.
The brief contact felt like a needle lightly pricking Jarred’s heart.
Not deep, but enough to make it sting.
He stood frozen, watching her silhouette disappear behind the steel door of the holding cell, the color draining from his eyes until they were utterly bleak.
When Sienna walked into the cell, Celeste was curled up on the cot.
Her hair was messy, her face was completely drained of color, and she looked as though she had lost a significant amount of weight p>
The second the door clicked, Celeste whipped her head up.
Seeing exactly who had walked in, her body visibly stiffened.
But only for a fraction of a second, before her eyes immediately flooded with tears and she began shaking like a leaf.
“Sienna… Sienna, you’re here p>
Celeste’s voice broke in a sob as she struggled to sit up.
Because her leg was useless, she ended up collapsing onto the floor.
“Sienna, I’m begging you, let me go. I know I was wrong, and I won’t say a word to anyone.
I’ve already been punished. I really can’t take this anymore p>
Celeste’s sobs were mournful and desperate, every word designed to imply to everyone listening.
That the reason she was locked up right now was entirely due to Sienna’s malicious setup.
Portraying herself as the bullied, innocent, and pathetic victim.
Sienna looked down at her, her expression completely blank.