Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 472

Facing the man’s critical, questioning gaze, Sienna’s expression remained entirely neutral.

It was as if she had long grown accustomed to this kind of blatant favoritism.

Yet, Jarred saw a profound calmness in her eyes that made his chest tighten.

"So what if I bullied her?" Sienna finally spoke, her tone mild and indifferent.

"She’s young, but she’s already a manipulative little hypocrite playing dirty tricks to sow discord. The fact that I didn't destroy her outright means I'm already showing mercy."

This blunt, unashamed confession actually stifled the burning anger in Jarred's chest.

His brows furrowed deeply as his dark eyes locked onto her aloof, beautiful face, emotions churning in his gaze.

He looked into Sienna’s clear, unwavering eyes and noticed the faint, almost imperceptible curve of her lips.

He knew her too well; he understood the meaning behind her every micro-expression.

Her tolerance for Daisy had reached its absolute limit.

But Daisy’s wailing echoed in his ears, and the image of Mrs. Bridges on her deathbed flashed through his mind.

After a long moment, he suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and said nothing more.

Taking a deep breath, Jarred bent down and scooped the crying girl off the floor.

Without another word, he turned and strode toward the emergency room.

Daisy was as light as a feather, and she naturally buried her face into Jarred’s chest.

She obediently rested her chin against the crook of his neck, using the cover of his broad shoulders to sneak a glance backward.

She looked at Sienna, who was left standing all alone in the corridor.

Tears still clung to Daisy's pitiful face.

Yet, a fleeting, vicious, and triumphant smirk flashed through her eyes.

Sienna met that smug smile, a faint, chilling darkness surfacing in her own gaze.

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