Chapter 591
“A parasite driven by such selfish motives, trying to siphon off the family’s assets, doesn’t deserve to wield a shred of power over the Sterlings p>
“This incident alone exposes your wild ambitions! You clearly intended to sabotage the Sterlings and swallow the fortune for yourself! We will absolutely not tolerate this p>
The collective condemnation was deafening, every word aimed to destroy her.
Eleanor’s face was plastered with smug triumph.
She was absolutely certain that Sienna would either pathetically beg for mercy or lose her composure trying to defend herself.
She had her rebuttals perfectly prepared, just waiting to watch this woman humiliate herself.
But the anticipated breakdown never came.
Sienna leaned against her pillows, quietly enduring the onslaught of verbal abuse before slowly raising her eyes.
She simply looked at Eleanor with absolute tranquility.
She even tilted her head slightly, exchanging a knowing glance with Thea, who stood by her side.
Thea was fighting back a smirk.
Sienna’s lips curled into a faint, contemptuous smile.
The smile was incredibly slight and subtle, yet it pierced Eleanor’s eyes like a vicious thorn.
Eleanor instantly exploded.
“You still dare to laugh p>
Her eyes widened in fury, her face draining of all color.
“You truly have a death wish! Disaster is staring you in the face, and you still refuse to repent p>
Before her furious roar could even fade, she violently raised her hand, her bony fingers slicing through the air as she aimed a vicious slap straight at Sienna’s cheek.
Not a single elder in the room moved to stop her; they all watched with cold detachment, eager to see Sienna humiliated and broken.
Right at the exact moment that hand was about to make contact with her skin.
Bang!
A deafening crash echoed as the door was kicked open, far more violent and terrifying than before.
A tall, imposing silhouette surged into the hospital room like a bolt of lightning, bringing the freezing draft from the hallway with him.
A biting chill mixed with a sharp, intimidating masculine aura instantly swept through the room, its oppressive weight freezing the rampant anger in its tracks.
The crowd barely had time to blink.
In the next second, Eleanor’s raised wrist was caught in a vice-like grip by a large, well-defined hand.
The force was bone-chilling and heavy, radiating an undeniable, terrifying dominance.
Everyone in the room snapped their heads up, finally getting a clear look at the newcomer.
Jarred!
He wore dark casual clothes that perfectly outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist.
He carried the lingering exhaustion of a long journey, yet it only made his dark, oppressive aura all the more terrifying.
His dark hair was slightly messy, his features sharp and striking.
His dark eyes were as bleak as a freezing abyss, churning with horrifying fury and frost as they settled heavily on Eleanor, his voice laced with ice.
“Grandmother, one brainless fool in this family is enough. How could you let yourself get so confused p>
Furious and humiliated, Eleanor forcefully yanked her arm free and snapped at him.
“You’ve completely lost your mind: over her! She’s trying to tear the Sterlings apart and bleed us dry with herown T hands, and you’re stilf defending her?
Jarred pressed his lips into a tight line, his gloomy gaze slowly drifting downward.
It swept over Sienna’s pale, delicate face.
Ultimately, his eyes locked dead onto the thick gauze wrapped around her temple.
That glaring white, paired with her bloodless complexion, felt like a needle viciously piercing his tightly wound heart.
The fury swirling in his eyes melted into a profound, intense fear and heartache.
His already freezing, grim expression instantly darkened even further.
He forced down the turbulent emotions in his gaze, his voice remaining cold, and hard though. carned a subtle, unwavering protectiveness.
“If she truly intended to divide the Sterlings and seize our assets, why would she push herself to such a battered and bloody extreme?
When my mother first pressured her, she could have simply signed the papers and compromised. Why would she risk her own life p>
Eleanor was so blinded by her obsession with seizing power that she couldn’t hear a single word of reason.
All she could see was her chance to finally crush Sienna, so she waved him off with unreasonable disdain.
“Who knows if she’s just playing the victim! She probably staged this entire tragedy to get herself off the hook p>
Listening to Eleanor’s absurd accusation.
Sienna finally looked up, a cold scoff flashing through the depths of her icy gaze.