Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 380

Jarred glanced down at the incoming call, his brow furrowing imperceptibly.

His finger hovered over the screen, but he had no intention of answering.

Sienna wasn't standing particularly close to him.

Yet, she could still clearly see the name flashing on the screen: Declan Ward.

Declan was Jarred's right-hand man; he knew everything about Jarred's life.

Including tonight's arrangements, which he had definitely helped orchestrate.

Declan naturally knew that Jarred was currently with Sienna.

Given his emotional intelligence and professionalism, he normally wouldn't call to interrupt at a time like this.

The fact that he was calling meant it had to be urgent.

And at this exact moment, the only thing that could make Jarred frown...

Sienna raised an eyebrow, tilting her head to look at him with a knowing smile. "Not going to answer Declan's call?"

Jarred's dark gaze was unreadable, fixed intently on her face. "Ignore it."

Sienna narrowed her eyes, a cool, all-knowing glint in her stare.

Taking a few sudden steps forward, she reached out and pressed the answer button for him.

Then, she tilted her head, watching him with an amused, theatrical expression.

Jarred frowned, but before he could say a word, an anxious voice rushed through the speaker.

"Boss! We just got word from the Central Detention Center. Celeste is having an episode, and her mental state is extremely unstable.

She's going from catatonic to frantic. Things are bad. Do you want to head over there?"

The moment the words landed.

The man who had just been standing there, letting her question him, moved with startling speed.

There was no hesitation, not even a fraction of a second's pause.

He hung up the phone immediately, turned on his heel, and strode straight toward the door.

All his previous internal struggles, all his attempts to beg her to stay, vanished completely in that single instant.

Sienna stood rooted to the spot, watching his cold, retreating back, feeling a wave of utter irony wash over her.

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