Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 577

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The instant the car doors locked, all the chaotic drama of Sterling Manor was completely shut out.

The winding mountain road was deeply serene, the cool night breeze slipping through the cracked windows.

Carried on the chilled forest air, the faint, hysterical shrieks of Helena Sterling echoing from the manor could still be heard—a wretched, humiliating sound.

Thea Stanton chuckled and shook her head, one hand resting lazily on the steering wheel, the other casually propped against the window frame.

"You can hear Helena crying from five hundred feet away. I suppose anyone would lose their mind after billions of dollars vanished into thin air."

Sienna scoffed softly, her voice barely a whisper in the quiet cabin. "She isn't crying over the jewelry. She's mourning her ego.

Her precious title as the wealthiest woman in the Capital just got publicly ripped away."

Thea laughed. "And what about you? You've spent all night listening to other people weep. Have you planned your next move?

Tristan will likely take the fall for most of the charges, hoarding all the dirty water to protect the rest.

Celeste and the mastermind behind her are buried deep. They haven't left a single flaw. We have zero leverage on them right now.

What exactly do you intend to do next?"

Sienna leaned lazily into the plush leather seat, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows over her cheeks.

There wasn't a trace of anxiety on her face. Instead, a deeply calculating smile slowly bloomed.

"If you can't beat them, let them destroy themselves."

Hearing this, Thea shot her a sideways glance, her brow furrowing in confusion.

She knew Sienna far too well. Sienna was a master strategist who mapped out every move. She wasn't the type to passively compromise.

That phrase was loaded with hidden meaning.

Watching the undeniable confidence burning in Sienna's eyes, Thea chuckled and pressed, "What does that mean? I can't read your playbook on this one."

"Are you really telling me you haven't seen through it yet?" Sienna raised her eyes, her smile cooling significantly. "Celeste's ultimate goal was never just Jarred."

Thea's eyes narrowed sharply as the pieces instantly clicked into place.