Chapter 450
“Sienna Sloan, you made every excuse before, thinking I had no proof p>
She screamed, her voice breaking. “Now my father is testifying against you himself! Let’s see how you talk your way out of this!
You didn’t just kill my mother, you locked my father up and tortured him!
I’m pressing charges today! I’ll make you pay for what you did p>
The whispers among the guests grew louder.
People started stepping back. Some held up their phones to record, while others were already dialing 911.
Sienna stood there, her slender figure perfectly still, radiating a cold, untouchable aura.
She didn’t look at Daisy.
She only looked at Celeste Carlyle.
Celeste met her gaze, a fleeting gleam flashing in her eyes.
It was the provocation of a victor.
But half a second later, Celeste seamlessly switched back to a terrified, worried expression.
She rolled her wheelchair forward and grabbed Daisy’s arm. “Daisy, please calm down. Let’s talk this out reasonably p>
Sienna finally spoke.
She offered no defense, no rebuttal.
She simply looked at Daisy, her voice terrifyingly flat.
“Daisy, where did you get this recording p>
Daisy froze. “None of your business! It’s my dad’s voice, that’s all that matters p>
“Your father is in isolation. No one but the medical staff is allowed inside p>
Sienna’s tone remained perfectly even. “Visiting day is once a month. The last time anyone saw him was before your mother died.
So tell me, how exactly did you get this audio p>
Daisy opened her mouth but couldn’t find the words.
She hesitated for a second before yelling, “Don’t worry about how I got it! It’s him!
And now, I’m not just charging you with my mom’s murder—I’m reporting you for holding him hostage p>
Right at that breaking point, the grand doors of the banquet hall swung open.
Two uniformed police officers strode in. Their eyes locked onto Sienna, and they flashed their badges.
“Ms. Sloan; a formal complaint hast been filed against you for suspected homicide and unlawful imprisonment. We need you to come down to the station p>
That single sentence slammed the swirling rumors into cold, hard facts.
Moments ago, some had still doubted the recording.
But the police showing up in person? In the eyes of the crowd, it was ironclad proof.
The accusations of murder and cruelty were instantly validated.
The guests’ expressions morphed into pure shock, their eyes darting to Sienna in fear.
Celeste remained seated, her features a picture of gentle innocence.
Yet beneath her lowered lashes, she couldn’t hide her triumphant glee.
This was exactly what she wanted.
After today, Sienna’s reputation would be in shreds. Branded a murderer, she would never be able to go toe-to-toe with her again
And no one would ever dig into Celeste’s own dirty past—her faked death and fabricated identity.
Every ounce of public outrage would be locked onto Sienna’s murder scandal.
Eleanor, supported by Helena Sterling, walked over to the officers.
Helena let out a cold scoff. “Officers, you need to investigate this thoroughly.
This woman is toxic. She ruins everything, does unimaginable things, and loves to play the victim!
Lock her up, and don’t let her post bail easily p>
Celeste covered her mouth, acting horrified. “Oh my god… how could this happen p>
Daisy, however, looked as if she had just been handed a royal decree. She trembled—not out of fear, but pure adrenaline.
She pointed a shaky finger at Sienna, her voice edging on manic delight. “See! Sienna, there’s no way you’re worming your way out of this onel