Begging for a Second Chance (Sienna Sloan and Jarred Sterling) novel Chapter 77

The matriarch refused to listen to another word, immediately waving her hand. "Beat her! Beat her to a pulp! Let's see if she still has a smart mouth after this!"

Following their orders, the bodyguards surged forward once more.

Sienna was quick on her feet. She grabbed the high-pressure water hose from the corner, gripping the nozzle tight. A powerful stream of water instantly blasted out, aimed directly at the approaching bodyguards.

The water pressure was immense, forcing the men to stumble backward.

The courtyard instantly descended into chaos.

She showed no mercy, turning the hose to spray the commanding matriarch, the feigning Celeste, and the group of elders who were quick to kick her while she was down.

Water splashed everywhere.

Celeste put on a show of blocking the matriarch, looking like a fragile girl protecting her elder, though a smug smile was hidden in her eyes.

Sienna watched her, the mockery in her eyes deepening. "Ms. Carlyle, I don't recall your family selling tea before they went bankrupt. Why do you reek of such cheap manipulation?"

After saying that, she stared at the matriarch's twisted face. "No wonder Jarred is so insufferable. The Sterlings are rotten to the core. How could they ever produce a decent person?"

"This is outrageous!" the matriarch shrieked, nearly fainting from anger.

"Get every bodyguard in the manor out here! Even if it kills her, capture this wretched woman today!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, dozens of bodyguards flooded in from all directions, entirely surrounding Sienna.

"Beat her senseless!" the matriarch screamed hysterically.

The bodyguards complied, pulling stun batons from their waists.

Sienna frantically scanned her surroundings, desperately trying to find an escape route.

"Bang—"

A loud crash echoed.

This was followed by the muffled thud of flesh hitting the ground as someone screamed and flew backward.

Sienna turned her head, only to see a familiar figure standing protectively in front of her.

Sienna shoved him away, anger flaring within her. "Jarred, stop being so fake. It makes me sick."

Jarred didn't move. He just looked at her.

His gaze was far too deep. Sienna couldn't read it, nor did she want to.

Between them, there was nothing left but bone-deep hatred.

Just then, the drenched matriarch was wheeled over by Celeste, surrounded by the crowd of clan elders.

Celeste gripped the wheelchair, her expression innocent, while her eyes looked at Jarred with absolute heartache—the perfect image of a devoted lover.

Before the matriarch could speak, Jarred's somber voice rang out above Sienna's head, his lips curling into his usual mocking smirk. "Sienna, do you really enjoy playing hard to get this much?"

Sienna froze for a moment, then looked at him as if he had lost his mind, her face full of sheer disbelief. "What did you just say?"

Jarred raised an eyebrow, his eyes filled with undisguised ridicule. "If you behave and listen, the divorce will happen naturally when the agreement expires.