Chapter 87
“Amber,” Sienna said softly. “I know you’ve spent these ten years with Jocelyn. I won’t ask you to change overnight, nor will I stop you from seeing her.
“But remember this. No matter when or where, the Hart family will always be your one true home, and we, your blood relatives, are your real family.”
Sienna knew that if she interfered too much, it would bring out Amber’s rebellious streak, and she might even end up resenting her. That was not the kind of relationship Sienna wanted with her.
They were family, and it was Sienna’s job to help Amber change gradually, to let her open up. Step by step, Amber would see people for who they really were.
It was not because Sienna forced Amber, but because she realized it herself.
Amber was deeply moved, etching those words in her heart. At a loss for words, she could only nod.
Sienna gently ruffled Amber’s hair and praised her, saying with a soft smile, “Good girl. Want a piece of candy?”
Amber’s cheeks instantly flushed crimson, her rebellious lock of hair springing up as she clenched her empty fists. She pouted, “I’m not a kid anymore. I stopped eating candy ages ago.”
Upon seeing the candy Sienna held out, Amber’s hand instinctively reached for it, only for it to be snatched away at the last second by Vivian.
“Sienna, if she doesn’t want it, that’s her loss. She just doesn’t appreciate kindness. Yeah, so sweet,” Vivian said, already unwrapping the candy and popping it into her mouth with a triumphant grin.
Vivian’s smug, triumphant expression instantly made Amber see red. Amber shouted, “Vivian, I’m going to get you! Give me back my candy. That’s mine. Give it back!”
Amber lunged at her, trying to make her spit it out. Realizing she couldn’t stop her, Vivian bolted.
“No way! What do you mean, your candy? Didn’t you say you didn’t want it? Well, it’s already in my mouth, Amber. Serves you right for being such a stubborn brat,” Vivian called back as she ran.
Vivian grabbed her stuff and dashed out of the Hart residence without a backward glance.
Amber stamped her foot in anger, wishing she could just beat Vivian badly.
“Damn you, Vivian, I’ll never rest until you’re destroyed. We’re sworn enemies,” Amber wondered.
“Here, all for you. Just have a few each day, okay? Now go get ready. We’re off to the amusement park,” Sienna said.
Amber looked at the jar in her hands. This time, without her usual pretenses, she hugged it to her chest, took out a candy, and popped it into her mouth.
“So delicious, absolutely divine,” she thought, her eyes lighting up. She had never tasted candies like these before.
Lana watched as the rebellious lock of hair on Amber’s head swayed from side to side, her eyes sparkling with affection. She just wanted to ruffle Amber’s hair.
“Miss Sienna, Miss Amber really loves the custom-made candies you ordered from Frandell,” Lana reported.
Sienna looked at Amber’s retreating figure and smiled gently. “As long as she likes them, that’s all that matters.”
Lana asked, “Miss Sienna, what should we do about Jocelyn and Linda?”
Sienna’s gaze grew cold and detached. “No rush. Let Jocelyn show her hand first. I want to see how long the mastermind behind her can remain hidden.”
“Yes, Miss Sienna. One more thing. Mr. Preston requested to see you tonight,” said Lana.
At the mention of Ethan, Sienna turned, sat down, and took a composed sip of coffee. “Not seeing him.”
“Understood, Miss Sienna,” Lana said.
In the Preston residence, Nora had a dream about Sienna. Staring vacantly at the ceiling, tears streamed silently down her cheeks. She had no idea how long she lay there, but by the time she stirred, half her pillow was already soaked through.
“Enna, is this your way of telling me to get a divorce?” Nora whispered to herself. “I think it’s time for me to let go, to end this marriage and move on.
Thank you, Enna, for coming to see me in my dreams and talking to me, even if just for a moment. This afternoon, I’ll visit your grave and bring your gifts. No matter where you are, please don’t let yourself suffer.”
“Nora, you’re awake,” a voice sounded.