Chapter 465
Standing directly in front of Helena with her eyes slightly lowered, Sienna radiated a stifling dominance that made the older woman instinctively recoil.
“I’m just here to watch the show. I’m not standing in your way, am I p>
She paused, her gaze sliding down to the sapphire necklace tightly gripped in Helena’s hands.
“Though, I have to admit, that necklace does look incredibly realistic,” she remarked, a faint, mocking curve touching her lips. “If Ms. Carlyle were to monetize this particular set of skills, I imagine she’d make an absolute fortune p>
Helena frowned, utterly baffled by the comment. “What are you talking about p>
“Exactly what it sounds like p>
Retracting her gaze, Sienna strode straight toward the exit without another word.
As she passed Celeste, she didn’t slow her pace, nor did she spare her a single glance.
But she could vividly feel the absolute venom radiating from Celeste, whose face had gone deathly pale as she glared daggers at Sienna’s back.
Blinded by sheer vanity, Helena couldn’t grasp the underlying gravity of Sienna’s words, writing it off as nothing more than jealous bitterness.
With a dismissive scoff, she turned away, plunging right back into her euphoric delusion.
Meanwhile, Celeste, who had maintained her facade of gentle submissiveness the entire time, suddenly went completely rigid.
Her eyelashes trembled, and the sweet, manufactured smile on her lips shattered completely.
Others might have missed Sienna’s blatant implication, but Celeste heard it loud and clear.
Sienna saw right through her.
She saw through the meticulously orchestrated script, saw through the entire long con she had spent years building.
Under the bright sunlight, Sienna’s composed, elegant silhouette felt like a brutally clean mirror.
In an instant, it reflected every ounce of the dark, filthy scheming Celeste had been harboring in the shadows for years.
The mask of gentleness dissolved completely, replaced by an overwhelming, suffocating wave of murderous intent.
Sienna was too rational, too sharp, and far too merciless.
As long as that woman was in the picture, every single trap, every layer of her revenge, would always be compromised. Sienna could tear it all down with a single word.
The urge to eliminate Sienna dug deep into Celeste’s mind, taking firm, unbreakable root.
Stepping out of the auction house, Sienna felt her phone buzz with a new message.
She pulled it out. It was from Jarred.
[Where are you? I’ll come pick you up p>
Sienna stared at the screen, her thumb hovering over the glass for a long moment.
Jarred knew perfectly well she was at work right now. He rarely interrupted her schedule without reason. What did he want?
A faint suspicion crossed Sienna’s mind, and she typed a brief reply: [No need p>
After hitting send, she shoved the phone back into her coat pocket, descended the steps, and headed straight for her car.
The phone buzzed again, but she ignored it.
Inside the hospital therapy room, the low lighting slowly switched off, and the blackout curtains parted to let in the glaring afternoon sun.
Sienna had just concluded an exhausting four-hour hypnotherapy session.
Her complexion carried the faint, pale exhaustion of intense mental exertion, though her posture remained perfectly elegant and upright.
She was lightly massaging her temples, fully intending to head to the breakroom to decompress, when the sound of approaching footsteps stopped her.
“Dr. Sloan,” the young nurse standing in the doorway began, her tone colored with awkward hesitation.
“Um… Daisy Bridges is here. She said she specifically needs to see you, and that she’ll wait until you’re off the clock. She says she has Something extremely important to apologize for p>
The instant Daisy’s name registered, the tension in Sienna’s brow immediately returned.
An apology?
Sienna suddenly remembered the message Jarred had sent her earlier that morning. She pulled out her phone.
Sure enough, there was an unread text from Jarred: [I told Daisy to go straight to the hospital to find you p>
So this was his way of proving he had honored his promise to send Daisy away? Having her come grovel to Sienna right before she left?
Sienna’s lips curved slightly, but the expression was devoid of any actual amusement.
She looked up at the nurse. “Where is she p>