"You need to come with us, Miss Sienna. Our boss wants to meet you."
Sienna swallowed hard to hear that. Almost instantly, several names immediately flashed through her mind.
’Benjamin Foster sent them to capture me? No. It might be Angie, right!’
Then another possibility surfaced.
’My dad!? Oh my god! So, these people are Boss Juan’s people?’
The mere thought caused her entire body to tense.
Striving to remain calm, she slowly half-turned, finding herself trapped in the middle. Three large men blocked her path on the right, while another stood on her left—the man in the black suit appeared to be their leader.
"Your boss?" Sienna asked carefully. "Do I know him?"
"Yes." The man in the black suit nodded. "You know him very well... our boss is your future husband!"
Sienna’s heartbeat pounded as she heard his answer, confirming her suspicion. She felt her blood run cold. Still, she tried hard not to let her fear show on her face.
"Sorry, but you’ve got the wrong person. I’m a married woman," she said, surprisingly calm. She then walked without showing any sign of intimidation.
The men exchanged amused glances, apparently finding her calm response entertaining rather than concerning.
Sienna had barely taken a step when the bald man moved in front of her and grabbed her wrist. His fingers tightened around her arm with enough force to stop her immediately, and a smug smile spread across his face as though he had already secured his prize.
The other three men chuckled as they watched the scene unfold, clearly pleased to see her cornered on an empty road with nowhere to run.
Yet while they expected panic or fear, Sienna simply lowered her gaze to the hand gripping her wrist before looking back up at the man. Her expression remained calm, though her eyes now held a sharpness that made it clear she wasn’t intimidated.
"Let go of my hand," she said coldly.
The bald man laughed under his breath, completely unimpressed by the warning. "You need to come with us," he replied while smiling lustily.
"Hey! Don’t hurt her. Boss Juan needs her unharmed," Blade reminded him from the side.
The bald man nodded casually. "No worries, Blade. I know what I’m doing." Although he loosened his grip slightly, he made no effort to release her.
Sienna tightened her jaw as frustration and disgust gradually replaced her calm and patience. She had already given them an opportunity to walk away from this situation, but this man chose violence.
"I said, let go of my hand, or you’ll regret it."
Instead of listening, the bald man burst into condescending laughter.


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