He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 166

Helen jolted in terror. "S-Sir, it... it's freezing out here, and Ma'am is pregnant..."

"Do it!" Grant roared, cutting her off. "She's carrying a bastard! If she miscarries, she deserves it! Lyla is the one carrying the true Gauthier heir."

"If she wants to harm Lyla, then she has to pay the price!"

Too terrified to disobey, Helen stepped forward with trembling hands and peeled away Sienna's heavy coat.

Left in nothing but a thin white blouse and slacks, the freezing cold instantly shot up from the soles of Sienna's feet straight to her core.

Grant stood opposite her, his hands clasped behind his back, exuding superiority.

"Admit your mistake, and I'll let you go back inside."

His tone carried a sickening note of charity, as if the moment she bowed her head, everything would be forgiven.

Sienna lifted her eyes to him.

The moonlight caught the sharp angles of her face—a face entirely stripped of emotion.

"Admit what mistake?"

"You know exactly what you did." Grant's jaw tightened dangerously. "You nearly caused Lyla to miscarry. If you don't confess, you can forget about stepping foot inside tonight."

The wind picked up again, making Sienna's eyelashes flutter. Yet she stood perfectly upright, like a deeply rooted tree refusing to bend.

Seeing her absolute refusal to break, the dark, twisted fury in Grant's chest flared higher.

In his entire life, he had never been so thoroughly defied by a woman.

Lyla was obedient and submissive; she did whatever he said.

But why was Sienna so fiercely unyielding? The more she resisted, the more he wanted to crush her pride into dust and force her into complete physical and mental submission.

"I will ask you one last time." He enunciated every syllable. "Will you admit it, or not?"

Sienna suddenly smiled.

It was a faint smile, but it struck Grant as inexplicably infuriating.

"I won't admit to something I didn't do, Grant. Even if you make me stand here until dawn, I won't confess!"

The air seemed to freeze for a split second.

"Fine."

He forced the word through clenched teeth and turned his deadly gaze to Helen.

"Go fetch a bucket of ice water."

Helen froze stiff.

"M-Mr. Gauthier?"

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