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Lear sent the video to the group chat. Phoebe and Brenda opened it to watch. After seeing it, Phoebe wasn’t surprised. After all, Sienna loved doing things like this to make herself feel important. She treated her older brothers like her possessions.

Leon was quite skilled at setting Cain up. Was it because his own video with Sienna had been exposed last time, and he felt lonely? Did he want Cain to experience the same kind of treatment?

Brenda sighed after watching the video. “Sienna really has some nerve. That innocent and pitiful act of hers is quite convincing. But this time, I bet your stepmother is absolutely furious,” she said. She had never seen Lydia lose her composure like that, grabbing a broom and attacking like a madwoman.

Phoebe smirked. “She was hospitalized from fainting before, and I figured it was probably from rage. But I didn’t expect it to be because of this. Sienna and Cain really have no shame. Lydia cares the most about appearances and etiquette, and they got caught red-handed. No wonder she was so enraged.”

But for Lydia, this was far from the worst blow. Phoebe had prepared a special gift from her dear adoptive daughter. She just hoped Lydia could handle it. However, someone like Lydia—who seemed fragile—would still hold strong when it came to matters of life and death. She wouldn’t die from mere anger. After all, when Phoebe returned to the Jenkins family, she had given the most to Lydia and had been hurt the worst by her in return. Other than Elliot, with whom she barely had any interactions, everyone else had deliberately hurt her with their words or actions. If she didn’t send the score, she would never feel at peace. Of course, Elliot was indifferent and uninvolved, so she just treated him like a stranger.

Leon, Joshua, and Jamar had already faced their reckoning. Now, it was Lydia, Ollie, and Cain’s turn.

Next up—

Brenda added, “She raised him, after all. If he’s driving her crazy, it’s just karma.”

Phoebe chuckled quietly. And there’s more to come.

Meanwhile, Frank and Herce also watched the video. On the other side, when it ended, they looked at Leon with complicated expressions.

Frank commented, “Calu plays even harder than you do.”

Leon didn’t want to “play like that.” He’s practically been brainwashed by Sienna.

Frank railed at Leon. “Didn’t you say before that if Sienna threw herself at you, you would refuse? Do you still feel that way?”

Leon replied, “Then, I thought that since she had no shame, I might as well play along. But now she’s like a soul-sucking demon—I wouldn’t.” In a room again, he would absolutely not open the door.

Frank burst out laughing. “Look at you, terrified. Is it really that bad!”

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Leon glanced at him. “If you’re not a threat (to yourself).”

Frank shook his head, still smiling. “I’m completely devoted to Brenda. Not interested.” Then he turned to Reece. “Reeve, though. Sienna probably still wants you.”

Reece rolled his eyes. “Get lost.” This guy’s mouth was getting more and more obnoxious. He had already been keeping his distance from Sienna, and now he wanted to stay as far away from her as possible.

The three of them didn’t go out drinking that night. Instead, they each took a cab home.

For the next few days, Phoebe was busy with her studio. The original song Quintus had sung at a bar overseas had become very popular. But the live-streamed recording had poor sound quality. Now, the song had a shot at climbing the charts. So, Phoebe booked the best recording studio in Solara City and arranged for Quintus to record it professionally.

Meanwhile, Gwen and Milton had already started filming, so she visited them on set. She was also preparing to join the cast of Spencer’s historical drama as the third female lead.

Lydia returned to the country with her three sons and Sienna. Sienna sat in a wheelchair, pushed by Elliot’s assistant. Coincidentally, Elliot had just returned from a business trip abroad and had arrived home earlier than them.

Seeing that Lydia still didn’t look well, Elliot asked with concern, “How are you feeling? Do you need to take more time to recover?”

Lydia shook her head. “I’m much better now. No need for that.” If she went away for treatment, how could she keep an eye on her son and Sienna? This time, she was determined to hire someone to teach Sienna proper etiquette and see if she could fix those bad habits.

Elliot didn’t push the issue. “Alright, then just rest at home and stop getting angry.” Then he turned to look at Cain and Sienna, his gaze turning cold.

Sienna tried her best to appear pitiful and helpless, hoping Elliot wouldn’t take his anger out on her. Cain, meanwhile, shrank under his father’s glare and tried to slip away.

“You guys keep talking. I’ll take Sienna upstairs to rest.” He was about to push Sienna’s wheelchair when Elliot’s expression darkened.

“Does Sienna not have hands? Does she really need you to push her? Besides, both my assistant and your mother’s assistant are here. Do you think you’re needed?” His voice turned even colder. “Not only did you do something disgraceful, but you also made your mother faint from anger. Tell me, what punishment do you think you deserve!”

Joshua and Jamar, who had been standing beside Cain, immediately stepped away to avoid being dragged into the mess. After all, Lydia had lashed out at them too when she was furious. Who knew if their father would do the same!

Cain observed their actions and almost laughed in disbelief. These two weren’t real brothers—when trouble came, they ran faster than anyone. He didn’t think he had done anything wrong, but he still gave a half-hearted response. “I know I messed up. It won’t happen again.”

Elliot could tell that Cain wasn’t truly remorseful, and his anger flared. “You think I’ll believe that?” With a cold expression, he ordered, “Go kneel outside the door. You’re not allowed to get up until sunrise!”

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Cain exclaimed in disbelief, “Dad, kneeling for that long? What about my…”

Tillion shone with meaning. “If you lose your legs, you can sit in a wheelchair, you know.”

Leon really was the champion in the Jenkins family. Leon just grinned. Otherwise, who will you stay by your mother’s side?

Then he turned to Sienna, sneering, “Sienna, you’d like Cain to keep you company, wouldn’t you?”

Sienna hadn’t expected this conversation. She silently cursed Leon—why was he acting like a rabid dog, biting whoever crossed his path? She hadn’t even provoked him.

Forcing a smile, she said awkwardly, “Leon, you’re joking. I don’t need Cain to keep me company.” She looked at Elliot and said, “Dad, this was all my fault. Don’t punish Cain. Punish me instead?” Cain was the only one who was still on her side. She couldn’t afford to lose him. Besides, she refused to believe Elliot would actually make someone with a fractured leg kneel all night.