Chapter 86
‘Before, Vivian would never have dared to speak to Jocelyn like this. It’s all Sienna’s fault. Who knows what poison she’s been feeding them?’ Jocelyn wondered. ‘Now they’ve all become so bold and rebellious.’
Jocelyn seethed with rage inside, yet was forced to maintain an innocent facade. “Vivian, I just can’t bear to part with Amber. I never used her as an excuse. I’ve always treated her like my sister. How could you think of me like that?”
Vivian snapped, her voice dripping with contempt, “Enough already. Just looking at that face of yours makes me sick. I’m not like some people, dumb as a rock, can’t tell right from wrong. You’re just a plain, shameless idiot.”
Hearing this, Amber stiffened. Vivian was mocking her.
Amber lifted her tear-filled eyes to Vivian, biting her lower lip so hard it nearly bled, her cheeks flushed as tears streamed down her face.
Seeing Amber’s tear-streaked, flushed face, Vivian felt the words she meant to say catch in her throat. Her tone softened involuntarily.
Vivian glared at Amber and snapped, “Amber, she’s a Turner and you’re a Hart. You’re not even related. If you still want to be used as a pawn, then just go. If we didn’t share a drop of blood, I wouldn’t bother warning you, idiot.
“If you go with her, you’d better change your surname to Turner. That way, you’ll have nothing to do with us, and any embarrassment you cause won’t be our problem. Go on. Be her sickeningly sweet sister forever.”
Amber clenched her fists and shouted at Vivian, “I’ll never take the Turner name. I hate you, Vivian. You’re horrible, a vicious, scheming witch.”
Amber’s face flushed crimson, her cheeks puffed up in anger, the flames of fury dancing in her pretty eyes.
With that, Amber dashed upstairs, nearly colliding with Sienna in the hallway. Sienna reached out and pulled her into a tight embrace.
Amber froze for a moment as Sienna’s gentle warmth washed over her, carrying that unique scent only she had. Then, all her pent-up grievances surged like a rising tide.
With a choked sob, Amber buried herself in Sienna’s arms and finally broke down, weeping.
Lana relaxed slightly with relief as she quietly let out a sigh.
Vivian crossed her arms, feeling a pang of bitterness as she watched the scene unfold. ‘Given today’s special circumstances, I’ll let it slide this time,’ she thought to herself. ‘But tomorrow, I wouldn’t let Amber keep playing the victim.’
Jocelyn watched as Amber threw herself into Sienna’s arms. Digging her nails deep into her thigh so hard it hurt, she used the sharp pain to keep herself grounded, her eyes burning with jealousy, resentment, and bitter envy.
The pawn she had so carefully cultivated had been effortlessly swept away by Sienna.
Jocelyn seethed inwardly, ‘How dare she. What right does she have?’
Sienna gently patted Amber’s back and gave Lana a meaningful glance. Lana immediately understood, grabbed Jocelyn, and threw her out of the Hart residence, delivering a couple of satisfying kicks to vent her anger.
Jocelyn shrieked, “How dare you treat me like this? Just wait. I’ll be back, and I swear I’ll make you all pay for this.”
Lana fixed Jocelyn with a cold, piercing stare that made her hair stand on end. “Miss Turner, you’d better start worrying about how you’re going to survive tonight.”
With that, Lana strode off, her heels clicking sharply on the floor, leaving a fuming Jocelyn behind.
Sienna gently lifted Amber’s face, taking in her tear-streaked, mascara-smudged appearance. She pulled out a handkerchief and delicately dabbed away her tears.
“Don’t cry,” Sienna murmured soothingly. “As long as I’m here, no one will ever make you leave.”
Amber looked up, pouting as she mumbled sulkily, “Really?”
‘But you didn’t even try to stop me from leaving. In your heart, is Vivian your only real sister?’ Amber wondered.
Sienna smiled faintly, her aristocratic features softening with tenderness. The radiant expression left Amber momentarily spellbound. ‘She’s so beautiful,’ Amber thought, utterly captivated.
But then Amber noticed the damp spot on Sienna’s blouse. Her tears had soaked through. Instantly, a wave of embarrassment washed over her.