Chapter 255
Iris rounded up a bunch of doctors and claimed that Winifred’s condition had suddenly gotten worse and she needed another surgery, stat.
They wheeled Winifred away, and the bodyguards hurried off to tell Sienna that her sister still hadn’t woken up. The bodyguards just assumed this was all on Sienna’s orders.
It wasn’t until Zane showed up that they realized what a massive screw-up they’d made. Cold sweat poured down their faces—they were completely freaking out, not knowing what to do next.
“It was just half an hour ago. Miss Winifred was taken away half an hour ago,” one of the bodyguards stammered, panic all over his face.
Zane’s face was as dark as thunder. “What use are you people? You better pray Winifred’s okay, or none of you are getting off the hook.”
‘Damn it,’ Zane cursed inwardly. ‘Iris has waited for Sienna to be distracted and slipped right through the cracks. How am I supposed to explain this to Sienna?’
“Find her. Hurry,” Zane snapped.
Sienna was very strong. She woke up in just an hour. A dull ache throbbed in her back as she propped herself up, only to see Zane coming through the door.
Zane looked uneasy, guilt written all over his face, not daring to meet her eyes.
With just a glance, Sienna could tell Zane was keeping something from her.
“Sienna, don’t get up yet. Your back just got stitched up—you don’t want to tear it open again,” Zane said, his voice full of concern.
Sienna’s face was pale, but her eyes were as fierce and commanding as ever, making anyone who met her gaze instinctively shrink back.
Even drained of all color, her breathtakingly elegant features only made her seem even more untouchable and ethereal.
“Speak. What happened to Winifred?” Sienna’s tone was icy and forceful, leaving no room for evasion.
Zane’s heart lurched. When he saw Sienna reaching for her phone, he shut his eyes and blurted out, “Winifred is missing. She was taken about half an hour ago.
“We suspect it was a doctor from the hospital. But Sienna, I’ve already called the police and sent people out to search. We’re doing everything we can to find her.”
Sienna’s eyes flashed. “Reno?”
Reno burst in with her laptop, swallowing hard, her voice trembling. “Miss Enna, we’ve found her. Miss Winifred is in this car.
“We still don’t know exactly who’s behind it, but our people are already moving to block them in. We’ll get Winifred out any minute now.”
Sienna’s presence turned downright terrifying, the temperature in the room dropping several degrees. ‘Guess I’ve been way too soft. Now everyone in Vallaris thinks I’m an easy target,’ she thought coldly.
“Investigate. Focus on the Grant family, Sylvie and Iris. Send people over right now. Break their legs and drag them here. And monopolize all of the Grant family’s business partnerships,” Sienna ordered.
“Yes, Miss Enna,” Lana replied respectfully.
“Sienna, Winifred is alright. My people have surrounded them, and one of my guys has already slipped into the car to make sure she’s safe,” Wayne said as he walked in.
Upon seeing Sienna so pale and weak, Wayne’s heart twisted with pain. He wrapped his hand gently around hers, his voice soft and reassuring as he comforted her. “Sienna, with us here, nothing will happen to you.”
Iris never imagined Sienna would act so fast. She’d always thought she had plenty of power and connections; she wasn’t some pushover, after all.
But in less than ten minutes, Sienna had already rounded up Iris’s crew and put her at the top of the hit list.
Just as Iris was about to make her getaway by car, the Sinclair family made their move, catching her completely off guard. There was no way out. Her name was flagged everywhere, and they tracked her down in no time.
Iris was scared out of her wits now.
Sienna’s influence was absolutely terrifying. Iris darted into the restroom, desperate to disguise herself and lose herself in the crowd.
But the moment she stepped out the door, a heavy club smashed down on her head. She barely had time to scream before she collapsed. Reno had been lying in wait for her all along.
Reno’s face was blank, her delicate features showing nothing but cold, bloodthirsty indifference. She swung the club again, brutally breaking both of Iris’s legs.
Then, treating Iris like a piece of worthless trash, Reno tossed her into a garbage bin and dragged her away.
Iris had already blacked out from the pain.
Meanwhile, Sylvie was still celebrating, sipping her wine and feeling smug. But in an instant, the entire Grant residence was surrounded by a group of men. Sylvie’s parents whimpered and struggled, their legs and feet bound tightly.
They were shoved into sacks without a shred of pity and tossed straight into the trunk of a car.
Now, only Sylvie remained.
Sylvie closed her eyes, humming contentedly, when she suddenly felt a cold sensation on her neck. In a flash, a pair of hands clamped tightly around her throat, lifting her up and tossing her hard onto the floor.
Sylvie coughed violently, stumbling back in terror. “Who are you? How did you get in here? This is my house. I’m calling the police.”
Confusion, fear, and panic flashed in Sylvie’s eyes as the hammer came down. She let out a blood-curdling scream as her legs were brutally broken. Her pupils dilated in shock before she blacked out.