Kiran's words possessed an undeniable charm to the present Sierra. They were akin to a life ring tossed at a drowning person or a scrumptious meal in front of a starving beggar.
Sierra stared at Kiran unblinkingly at that moment. He was very confident that his words could entice the woman before him, so he sat there quietly, waiting for his prey to walk into his trap.
A long time had passed before Sierra finally opened her mouth to answer him. "What do you want?"
She could not turn down the enticing condition that Kiran had offered.
There was no reason for her to turn it down as well.
Sierra knew she was spiraling down into madness because of Lewis. He would have been hers a long ago if it wasn't for that mute standing between them.
Now, all she saw were memories she shared with Lewis whenever she closed her eyes.
They loved each other so much. Their love was always envied by those around them. Everyone thought that she was Lewis' one and only partner.
Had Sierra not witnessed the merciless look Lewis wore on his face back in the suite, she would have thought the same thing right now.
She thought, "That mute must be behind all this! Lewis and I would have married and had kids long ago if it weren't for her!"
Just as the woman was still immersed in her thoughts, Kiran's voice pulled her senses back to reality. "It's very simple."
He fished out a black pin the size of a bean from his pocket. It looked exactly like a button. After placing it on the table, the man said to Sierra, "Find a way to make him wear this all the time."
Stunned, she turned to look at the pin on the table. She was no fool. Naturally, she could recognize what it was right away.
"Is that a bug?"
Instead of answering her, Kiran drew to his feet. "Just think it through, Miss Woods. I'll be waiting for your answer."
After that, he added politely, "Rest well, Miss Woods. I'll visit you next time."
Kiran left the ward soon enough. Sierra's gaze was still fixed on the pin on the table, her eyes already sparkling.
It was easy to hide it in Lewis' surroundings, but making him wear that pin was difficult.
After all, he would have to change into new clothes and go out every day. That was, unless he wore it around his neck. How was that possible?
It was no wonder Kiran would come looking for her.
Sierra sat up on her bed with great difficulty. She picked up the pin, feeling its smooth surface with her thumb. The chilly touch made her heartbeat accelerate for some reason.
She had spent the last few years not doing anything significant in her life, not to mention she didn't pull off anything that could potentially harm Josephine. Now that she was about to take her first step in the malicious direction and become Kiran's partner-in-crime, it was impossible for her not to feel nervous.
If the woman made the right move, she'd be the winner, but if she lost the bet—
Sierra didn't dare to imagine the consequences.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming from a distance, prompting her to snap open her eyes immediately. When she noticed the new visitor entering her ward, panic fleeted across her face, and she curled her fingers around the pin tightly.
"Lewis!"
The aforementioned man entered the ward, his gaze fixed on her face momentarily before he looked away. Then, he walked to the foot of the hospital bed and took a seat there.
Fortunately, Sierra's face was already pale from the blood loss, so her fear and anxiety remained undetected.
"How long have you been awake?" Lewis asked impassively. There was no trace of concern held for Sierra.
The latter tightened her grip around the pin while squeezing out a small smile. "I just woke up. I thought you'd never visit me."
The man just looked at her coldly. The bright fluorescent light made his black shirt look vivid and eye-catching, especially when he formed a huge contrast to the white ward.
Lewis replied, "Some things need to be dealt with once and for all."
Sierra felt her heart skipping a beat uneasily upon hearing that statement. "W-What do you mean?"
The man leaned back on his chair without answering her question. Instead, he asked, "How long has it been, Sierra?"
She could feel light pinpricks of pain coming from her heart as she answered weakly, "Once the holidays are over, we'd have been together for seven years."
Lewis continued to gaze at her. He paused for two seconds before his voice rang again. "Seven years, huh? How much do you know about me?"
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