Chapter 66
With that, she cast a meaningful glance, though her face remained placid and agreeable. “Sienna, why don’t you start by massaging Grandmother and see if your technique is up to standard p>
Sienna’s eyelashes fluttered. Without resisting, she stepped forward in numb compliance.
Her fingers rested on Grandmother’s temples, her movements stiff and completely devoid of emotion.
But Celeste refused to let it go, continuing to nitpick. “When Grandmother gets a massage, she loves listening to little stories. Sienna, as a therapist, you’re the best at using soothing words. Why don’t you tell Grandmother a story p>
Sienna froze for a second. Then, like a machine executing pre-programmed code, she genuinely began reciting a story with zero inflection.
Grandmother and Helena exchanged a look, both seeing sheer disbelief in each other’s eyes.
This wasn’t right.
Who was Sienna?
She was the lunatic who dared to flip a table at Grandmother’s birthday banquet. The shrew who threw a tantrum at the slightest disagreement. The absolute disaster who had turned the Sterling household upside down.
When had she ever been this obedient?
“Celeste.” Helena shot Celeste a secret glance, brimming with suspicion. “Did Jarred really manage to put her in her place p>
Celeste smiled, looking harmless and sweet. “Helena, if it wasn’t Jarred, do you think it was me? I don’t have that kind of power p>
Grandmother and Helena thought about it and realized it made sense.
Sienna and Celeste were like oil and water, constantly at each other’s throats. For Sienna to take orders from Celeste, the sun would have to rise in the west.
Seeing this, Celeste leaned into her role as the gentle, pure angel, speaking in soft, hushed tones. “Sienna loves Jarred so much, so of course she’s willing to listen to him and properly respect her elders p>
Sienna’s hands paused, and she looked up at Celeste.
What did she mean by that?
Not only did she have to wait on Grandmother, but now she had to cater to Helena’s whims, too?
Yet, Celeste casually pulled out the secure phone, twirling it idly, the unspoken warning in her eyes crystal clear.
Sienna’s heart tightened. She had no choice but to swallow the bitter resentment and lower her eyes, continuing the massage.
Taking it all in, Helena grew increasingly arrogant. She leaned back against the sofa, crossing her legs. “I’m thirsty. Go pour me a glass of water p>
Sienna stopped massaging, stood up, and went to pour the water.
As she poured, her gaze inadvertently swept over a solid wood liquor cabinet in the corner, displaying Grandmother’s lifelong collection of premium spirits.
Sienna knew that the old woman used to drink like a fish in her youth. Now that she was older, she drank less, but she still enjoyed a glass every now and then.
She retracted her gaze and walked back with the glass of water.
As she passed by Celeste, her foot caught on something hard.
“Ah p>
Sienna lost her balance, plunging forward. The glass slipped from her grip and flew through the air, splashing a full cup of water directly onto Helena.
Helena shrieked and leaped to her feet.
Instead of immediately explaining herself, Sienna glared intensely at where Celeste was sitting.
She was certain that Celeste had deliberately stuck her foot out to trip her.
But as she looked over, Celeste’s spot was empty. She had already stealthily pulled her leg back.
Now, she was hypocritically rushing forward to comfort Helena, her acting flawless.
“Oh no, Helena, are you okay? These shoes are ruined p>
Celeste furrowed her brows, her tone filled with regret. It sounded like comfort, but she was entirely pouring gas on the fire.
“These shoes are exclusive custom-made, crafted from rare leather. One drop of water ruins them completely. The designer retired last year—you can’t even order a replacement p>
Already burning with rage, Helena’s fury instantly skyrocketed to the breaking point at those words.