Chapter 93

Furious, Sienna whirled around and stormed toward Josiah, grabbing his collar with both hands. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she trembled with rage. “What unforgivable crime have I committed for you to torment me like this?” she roared.

Joyce was about to undergo surgery. She had never complained, but William had mentioned the inherent risks. No doctor could guarantee Joyce's safety. Even a one-in-a-million chance was unbearable for Sienna. That's why she was determined to get the Minnie Mouse toy to Joyce before the surgery.

"It's you," she sobbed, tears welling. "It's all ruined. Everything is ruined because of you. Get out. Just leave."

Losing control, Sienna began hitting and kicking him. Josiah didn't retaliate. He never laid a hand on a woman, especially not his woman, and her outburst stunned him. He never expected Sienna to cry. All this for a toy? he wondered. Why is she crying like she's lost someone?

"Sienna, Sienna! Calm down," Josiah said, his voice firm but soothing.

"Go away! I don't want to see you. I'm begging you, just leave me alone!" Sienna shouted.

Seeing she wouldn't calm down, Josiah scooped her into his arms. Sienna was caught off guard. What's he doing now? Doesn't he ever stop? she thought.

"Josiah, put me down!" She struggled.

"No." She was stubborn, but Josiah was more so. If words failed, he'd have to act. He carried her, determined. Sienna, livid, lowered her head and bit his neck with all her might.

"Ah!" Josiah winced, groaning. She's biting this hard? Is she trying to staple my neck? he wondered. He hadn't realized how fiery Sienna's temper could be—like a wild jackal, impossible to tame. He had no choice but to set her down.

Without pausing, Sienna spun and tried to run.

"Come back here." Josiah, expecting this, grabbed her wrist, pulling her back so abruptly she stumbled. "If you leave now, that limited-edition Minnie Mouse you want so badly? Forget about it."

Releasing her wrist, Josiah waved dismissively. "Go ahead. Run."

Sienna froze. What does he mean by that? she thought.

Josiah didn't explain. Instead, he smiled, his mood visibly improving. She's not clawing at me or biting anymore! Honestly, that bite really hurt, he thought, touching the bite, noticing blood on his fingers. She'd broken the skin.

"Are you a praying mantis?" he asked, teasingly exasperated.

Sienna's eyes widened. What? What's he talking about now?

"Hmph." Josiah seemed amused, tapping her forehead lightly. "Even if you are a praying mantis, I haven't done anything to deserve you biting my head off yet."

"What praying mantis?" Sienna was baffled. What is he going on about? I don't understand a single word he's saying.

"Wait here," Josiah said abruptly, dismissing her question. "If you want that limited-edition Minnie Mouse, stay quiet and don't cause trouble. Don't worry. You won't have to camp out overnight for it."

Josiah pulled out his phone and called Zach. "It's me."

"Who's the duty manager at TeeMall tonight? Call him and tell him to come down immediately and open the store for me," Josiah instructed calmly, as if ordering takeout. "Oh, and I'll send you a picture," he added, glancing at Sienna. "Ms. Minnie Mouse over there, do you have a photo of it?"

Sienna blinked, then nodded. "Yes, I do."

She quickly showed him the image. Josiah squinted. "Alright, send it to me."

Sienna hesitated. I think I know what he's planning... but should I?

"What are you waiting for?" Josiah barked impatiently. "Send it. Now!"

"Okay, fine," Sienna thought. If I miss this chance, I won't have another shot at giving Joyce her gift. Besides, it was Josiah who messed up my plans in the first place. Even if he's helping now, it just evens the score.

Gritting her teeth, Sienna sent him the picture. Josiah forwarded it to Zach. "This is the one. Get the store to open up. I'm taking one."

"Understood, Mr. Flynn," Zach replied before hanging up.

In less than ten minutes, a rolling shutter began to rise, light spilling out. A man in a TeeMall uniform stepped out. "Hi, Mr. Flynn." His name tag read "George," likely the duty manager.

George greeted them with a wide smile. "Mr. Flynn, you're here. Please, come in."

"Keep up," Josiah said to Sienna. George quickly turned his attention to her. "Good evening, ma'am. Please, come in." She's with Mr. Flynn, George thought. They must be close. This last-minute request for a toy... it's got to be for her. He ushered her in.

Sienna hesitated but followed. Inside, the store was open, lights on. George coordinated with staff retrieving the item. "Mr. Flynn, just a moment. It'll be ready shortly."

"Okay," Josiah nodded calmly.

Sienna was lost in thought. The Flynn family is loaded. That much is obvious. TeeMall must have ties to their business empire. Otherwise, no matter how domineering Josiah might be, he couldn't boss a manager around like this, she wondered. Wealth and power were keys.

Soon, a staff member arrived pushing a cart. "Hi, Mr. Flynn," the staff member said politely.

"Quickly now, open it," George instructed.

"Yes, sir." The staff member swiftly opened the outer packaging to reveal another box, a clear display case. Inside was a Minnie Mouse doll, over 20 inches tall.

Josiah turned to Sienna, raising an eyebrow. "Is this the one?"

"Yes!" Sienna's eyes lit up. "That's it! This was the Minnie Mouse Joyce had been dreaming about!"

Seeing how happy she looked, Josiah smiled slightly. He turned to George. "This one. Wrap it up."

"Right away, Mr. Flynn," George responded, signaling the staff.

Josiah gave further instructions. "Put it on my tab."

"Understood, Mr. Flynn," George said respectfully.

"Wait a minute," a voice suddenly interrupted.