Chapter 606
The assistant rushed off to handle it.
Less than two minutes after the door closed, Thea Stanton walked in hugging a manila folder.
“Silas Draken truly is the king of the underworld. The police barely scraped the surface, but he dug up their entire history,” Thea said proudly.
She spread the documents out across the desk.
Sienna opened the envelope and pulled out the thick stack of papers.
As her eyes skimmed over the damning intelligence, her smile grew increasingly lethal.
Sienna closed the file and looked up at Thea. “Reel them in. I’m done wasting time p>
Thea grinned and nodded, pulling out her phone to make the call.
Meanwhile.
Jarred returned home and marched straight into his study.
The murderous aura radiating from him practically froze the air in the room.
Declan Ward walked in.
Catching sight of his boss’s terrifying expression, Declan instantly knew the negotiation had crashed and burned.
His stomach dropping, he forced himself to deliver the bad news.
“Boss… the bail application was denied p>
Jarred remained slumped in his leather chair, his eyes shut tight, offering zero reaction.
Declan swallowed hard, his voice shrinking. “Sienna’s legal team violently opposed the bail motion.
Within twenty-four hours, her lawyers submitted multiple medical reports to the authorities.
The files prove she suffered severe psychological trauma following the attempted murder.
As the victim of a felony, her testimony carries massive weight.
Combined with the egregious nature of an attempted homicide charge, well p>
Declan’s voice trailed off, too terrified to finish the sentence.
The study was deathly quiet.
Jarred still didn’t open his eyes, but every muscle in his face pulled taut his jaw focking into a rigid dangerous line.
His fingers curled into fists against his knees, his knuckles cracking loudly.
He had just left her office.
The woman he had just spoken to was ruthlessly poised and terrifyingly articulate.
There wasn’t a single shred of psychological trauma anywhere in her demeanor.
He knew exactly what she was playing at, yet he was utterly powerless to stop her.
Suddenly, a priority alert pinged on Declan’s tablet.
He tapped the screen, all the blood draining from his face as he gasped, “Boss… we have a massive problem p>
Jarred finally snapped his eyes open, his usually seductive gaze replaced by pure, murderous intent. “Speak p>
“We just got a dispatch from the trust managers p>
Declan’s voice shook violently as he handed over the tablet. “Helena… she’s bankrupt p>
Jarred snatched the device, watching lines of financial data hemorrhage across the screen in a catastrophic freefall.
His grip tightened until the veins in his hands bulged like thick cords.
Declan stammered, “The volatile stocks she heavily leveraged into just crashed. They hit an all-time low this morning.
The portfolio was highly profitable before, so she went all-in, but the market flipped before she could liquidate.
Her principal is entirely wiped out, and she is now hundreds of millions of dollars in debt p>
Jarred stared at the bloodbath on the screen, his lips compressing into a grim line.
He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Lock this down immediately. Keep it out of the boardroom p>
“Boss, it’s too late p>
Declan interrupted with a look of pure agony, shakily turning his phone screen to face Jarred.
“Sienna just requested an official visitation with Helena. Thea is already at the hospital with her team p>
Declan held his breath, terrified of the impending explosion.
Jarred looked up slowly, staring at the photo illuminating the screen.
His fingers dug so hard into the tablet that the metal chassis groaned, unleashing a terrifying chill into the room.