Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 423

Jarred's chest heaved heavily twice, a surge of suffocating frustration building up from her stubborn rigidity.

A sudden wave of unnamable anger rushed straight to his core.

He knew Sienna was a germaphobe, but she had never been this petty.

Why was she being so harsh, cold, and uncompromising over a single nightgown toward a helpless teenage girl who had just lost her mother?

Looking at her absolute refusal to back down, her stance making it clear she would fight this to the bitter end today.

Jarred felt a mix of anger and suffocation, alongside a faint, secret trace of bitter helplessness.

After a few seconds of tense standoff.

He finally suppressed the turbulent emotions churning inside him, raising a hand to strip off his tailored suit jacket.

The cool air rushed in, making his broad, rigid frame look even more imposing.

He threw the jacket directly at the tear-soaked Daisy beside him, his voice heavy and carrying an undeniable command.

"Put this on, take off Ms. Sloan's nightgown, and give it back to her."

Daisy's hands trembled as she caught the suit jacket, which still carried Jarred's body heat.

The tear tracks on her delicate face hadn't even dried, making her look exceptionally pitiful.

She looked up at Jarred, her gaze full of grievance and forced endurance.

Her lips twitched as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she remained silent.

Clutching the jacket, she turned around and walked back into the closet.

A few moments later, she emerged once more.

Daisy offered the nightgown up to Sienna with both hands, her head bowed, her eyes brimming with fresh tears.

"Ms. Sloan, I'm sorry, here it is..."

Sienna didn't even bother to lift her eyelids.

Though she didn't say a single word, the silence was more humiliating than any scathing insult.

Daisy's hands froze in midair, and tears began to well up in her eyes all over again.

Beside them, Jarred's brows were tightly knitted, his thin lips pressed into a hard line.

Just as he was about to speak, the bodyguard behind Sienna, already deeply attuned to his boss's intentions, stepped up.

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