Chapter 577
The instant the car doors locked, all the chaotic drama of Sterling Manor was completely shut out.
The winding mountain road was deeply serene, the cool night breeze slipping through the cracked windows.
Carried on the chilled forest air, the faint, hysterical shrieks of Helena Sterling echoing from the manor could still be heard—a wretched, humiliating sound.
Thea Stanton chuckled and shook her head, one hand resting lazily on the steering wheel, the other casually propped against the window frame.
“You can hear Helena crying from five hundred feet away. I suppose anyone would lose their mind after billions of dollars vanished into thin air p>
Sienna scoffed softly, her voice barely a whisper in the quiet cabin. “She isn’t crying over the jewelry. She’s mourning her ego.
Her precious title as the wealthiest woman in the Capital just got publicly ripped away p>
Thea laughed. “And what about you? You’ve spent all night listening to other people weep. Have you planned your next move?
Tristan will likely take the fall for most of the charges, hoarding all the dirty water to protect the rest.
Celeste and the mastermind behind her are buried deep. They haven’t left a single flaw. We have zero leverage on them right now.
What exactly do you intend to do next p>
Sienna leaned lazily into the plush leather seat, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows over her cheeks.
There wasn’t a trace of anxiety on her face. Instead, a deeply calculating smile slowly bloomed.
“If you can’t beat them, let them destroy themselves p>
Hearing this, Thea shot her a sideways glance, her brow furrowing in confusion.
She knew Sienna far too well. Sienna was a master strategist who mapped out every move. She wasn’t the type to passively compromise.
That phrase was loaded with hidden meaning.
Watching the undeniable confidence burning in Sienna’s eyes, Thea chuckled and pressed, “What does that mean? I can’t read your playbook on this one p>
“Are you really telling me you haven’t seen through it yet?” Sienna raised her eyes, her smile cooling significantly. “Celeste’s ultimate goal was never just Jarred p>
Thea’s eyes narrowed sharply as the pieces instantly clicked into place.
She paused to process the timeline, slowly nodding her head. “You’re right. If she truly loved Jarred and simply wanted to take your place at his side.
She would be bending over backward to win the family’s favor, desperately clinging to Helena and Grandma Sterling as her lifelines.
She absolutely wouldn’t be secretly shoving the Sterlings into a blazing fire, continuously bleeding out their foundational wealth p>
Having connected the dots, a brilliant spark lit up Thea’s eyes as she smiled at the woman beside her. “So your plan is to sit back, watch the tigers tear each other apart and wait for them to implode?
“Just watching the show without lighting a fire is far too boring,” Sienna replied, shaking her head dismissively.
“I want to hand them the matches. Let them ignite the spark, and when their whole world burns to ashes, they’ll have no one to blame but themselves p>
Thea took in the terrifyingly calm sharpness hidden in Sienna’s eyes and chuckled knowingly, her gaze brimming with deep admiration.
She knew this woman was far beyond simple, reactive revenge.
Her most lethal talent was leveraging the momentum of the board, quietly laying the groundwork until every single person was unknowingly playing her game.
The night deepened, and morning arrived in the blink of an eye.
By early afternoon the next day.
Sienna had just wrapped up a consultation and was looking down at a patient’s medical file.
A sudden, chaotic commotion erupted from the hallway outside her office.
The triage nurse sprinted in, her face pale with panic as she quickly whispered, “Dr. Sloan, we have a situation!
Mrs. Sterling… she just marched in with Ms. Carlyle.
They brought a whole squad of bodyguards and completely blocked off the corridor outside your office p>
Sienna didn’t even blink. Her expression remained flawlessly serene as she snapped the file shut and calmly stepped out of the room.
Looking up, she took in the sight of the usually quiet, elegant hospital corridor.
It was now completely barricaded by a wall of towering, intimidating bodyguards.
The oppressive atmosphere immediately caused patients and staff to stop and stare.