Chapter 421
“Besides, with so many women in this manor, the closest to the guest quarters should be the matriarch’s west wing, right?
Or Helena’s east wing. You could have borrowed something from anyone else, yet you deliberately took mine p>
She tilted her head slightly, her gaze resting calmly on Daisy’s face. “That’s not borrowing. That’s stealing p>
“I didn’t p>
Daisy instantly panicked, her eyes growing even redder as tears threatened to fall, making her look increasingly fragile and innocent.
“Ms. Sloan, I really didn’t mean to. Jarred told me to pick something out myself, and I didn’t dare disobey him p>
Please don’t be angry, okay? I really will wash it clean and give it back to you p>
She kept repeating the same excuse, desperately using Jarred as her shield.
While pretending to yield, she was absolutely certain that with Jarred backing her up, Sienna wouldn’t dare make things difficult for her.
Sienna looked at her pathetic, manipulative act and a cold smirk tugged at the corner of her lips.
“Don’t bother. Even if you washed it a hundred times, the stench of your pathetic act would never come out. I won’t be wearing this again p>
Daisy stood there, utterly dumbfounded.
She had anticipated over a hundred different reactions from Sienna—maybe quiet endurance, or suppressed questioning.
The only thing she hadn’t expected was for her to be so ruthlessly unforgiving.
She had merely wanted to use this incident to get under Sienna’s skin and flaunt her special place in Jarred’s heart.
But right now, she was left speechless, her fragile facade threatening to crumble completely.
Sienna couldn’t be bothered to waste any more breath arguing with her.
This kind of low-level, clumsy acting had never been worth her time.
She turned her head, her gaze landing on the bodyguard trailing behind her. With calm yet absolute authority, she ordered softly, “Call 911.
Tell them someone trespassed and stole my private property p>
The moment the words dropped, Daisy’s face drained of color, her entire body stiffening instantly.
She never imagined Sienna would be so hardcore, leaving absolutely no room for negotiation.
She was actually going to blow this minor incident out of proportion and slap her with a theft charge!
Unable to maintain her weak and timid persona any longer, she hurried forward two steps and cried out in defense.
“No! Ms. Sloan, I didn’t steal it, I really didn’t… Jarred agreed to it, he allowed me to wear it soat doesn’t count as stealing p>
“Jarred agreed p>
Sienna looked back, her eyes as cold as frost, the mockery in her gaze intensifying.
“The walk-in closet is mine, and every piece of clothing and accessory inside it is my private property.
At best, Jarred is just a man who happens to share a marriage, certificate with me, and soon enough, he won’t even be that.
Without my permission, he has no right to dispose of my personal belongings.
His agreement is utterly worthless in the face of the law and my personal boundaries p>
Sienna paused, leaning in slightly, her voice dropping even lower.
“Taking and occupying someone else’s private property without the owner’s permission is stealing p>
Daisy was choked up by those words, unable to utter a single syllable.
She stood there, her tears smudging her makeup, looking completely pathetic.
“Ms. Sloan, I’m begging you p>
Daisy finally broke down, bending over as her voice hitched in intermittent pleas.
“I was wrong, Ms. Sloan… I really know I was wrong. I didn’t mean it, can you please forgive an it this once? I’ll never dare do it again p>
She cried her eyes out, looking like a tragic, pitiful mess.
But Sienna’s expression didn’t change in the slightest.
Behind her, the bodyguard pulled out his phone and started dialing.
Right at that moment, a chillingly cold male voice echoed from the end of the hallway.
“What’s going on here p>