Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 527

Helena held her tightly, tears streaming down her own face as she turned and screamed at Jarred.

"Jarred, look at Celeste! She's been pushed to the brink! She gave everything she had to save your life back then—she is your savior.

The life you have right now was given to you by her. The Sterlings owe her, and you owe her.

I'm begging you as your mother, please? Just this once, help her just this once. You absolutely cannot let anything happen to her. Do you hear me? Say something!"

Buried in Helena's embrace, Celeste cried as if her heart had been ripped out, yet deep in her eyes hid a steady, calculating gleam.

As long as Jarred was here, she would always have a way out; someone would always catch her fall.

Jarred's cold, indifferent gaze finally shifted toward them.

He sat on the sofa, having not moved an inch since the chaos erupted.

Now, his gaze bypassed Helena's shoulder, landing firmly on Celeste's tear-drenched, nearly unrecognizable face.

Celeste was crying with absolute devastation.

Her face was a mess of snot and tears, flushed a deep, suffocating purple.

Any normal person would feel a pang of sympathy at the sight.

But there was zero warmth in Jarred's eyes.

The entire time, his gaze was like a sheet of frozen ice, suppressing something incredibly heavy beneath the surface.

He sat there quietly, his handsome, sharp features entirely devoid of expression.

His brows were pulled into a tight frown, and deep in his eyes flickered a rare trace of raw impatience.

Just as the stalemate solidified, a knock sounded at the door again.

A subordinate rushed in, his face etched with panic. "Boss, we just got an emergency call from the estate...

The police have already arrived at the manor and are currently conducting a search for evidence..."

The room instantly went dead silent.

Kneeling on the carpet, Helena froze completely, her arms locked around Celeste.

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