Chapter 261: A Trap

Sienna felt Philip's hand on her waist suddenly tighten with a hard squeeze. She couldn't help but let out a sharp, "Ah!"

Philip gave her an impatient look. "What's wrong?"

Sienna forced a stiff smile. "Nothing."

It was clear Philip was displeased, but out of respect for Fraser's presence, he suppressed his anger and took it out on her instead. Philip curled his lips into a bloodthirsty grin and said coldly, "If you can't even handle a little pressure, what are you going to do tonight?"

Nearby, Jayden raised an eyebrow and teased suggestively, "Mr. Philip, this beauty has delicate skin. You should be more gentle with her."

Sienna's face paled even more at their mocking words. Her eyes immediately flicked to Fraser, but when she saw he wasn't paying attention, she exhaled in relief, only to feel a twinge of resentment afterward. The men's conversation gradually died down. Sienna noticed Fraser answering a phone call before getting up and walking out.

She traced her fingers lightly across Philip's chest and whispered, "Mr. Philip, I need to go to the bathroom."

Philip snorted. "You're not thinking of running away, right?"

"Of course not. I came here especially for you tonight." I wasn't planning to escape; I just wanted to change targets. The most powerful man in this private room was none other than Fraser, the Horsman of Havenbrook. Why settle for a middle-aged, pot-bellied man like Philip, who already had a wife and children, when I could go for the very best? If I could just get close to Fraser… Philip wouldn't dare lay a finger on her for fear of Fraser's influence. And best of all, it would infuriate Summer. Just the thought of it sent a thrill through her.

The hallway of Sonata Bar was bathed in dim, golden light, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and an undercurrent of seduction. Sienna, who had just stepped out of the private room, spotted Fraser hanging up his phone and turning to leave. Without hesitation, she pulled down the straps of her dress, exposing her beautiful shoulder. The plunging V-neck of her gown teased a glimpse of her cleavage, barely hiding the alluring curves. She stumbled forward with purpose, her voice quavering with feigned distress. "Mr. Graham! Mr. Graham! Please, you have to help me!"

Hearing the commotion, Fraser turned and frowned at the sight of Sienna rushing toward him, her dress half-undone. Just as she was about to throw herself into his arms, he ducked out of the way.

Instantly bruised from the impact, Sienna gritted her teeth and turned around, her eyes red-rimmed as she looked up at him, a picture of pathetic vulnerability. "Mr. Graham. I didn't want to bother you, but I have no choice…"

"Mr. Philip forced me to come here tonight. If you don't save me, I'm probably going to get forced by him tonight."

Fraser's expression didn't flicker. His eyes remained icy, his tone distant. "Not my problem."

Sienna blinked, stunned by his callousness. A wave of jealousy, venomous as a snake, coiled in her chest. Before she could stop herself, she blurted out, "Is Summer the only woman you care about?!"

Fraser's lips curled into a cold, mocking smile. "Ms. Sienna, you're overstepping." His sharp gaze swept over her, filled with undisguised contempt. "Even if you stripped naked in front of me, I wouldn't feel a thing. At least put on a better show next time."

Sienna's face flushed with humiliation, then drained of color. Her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. "Mr. Graham, do you really think Summer is better than me? She cheated on you, and now she's carrying some bastard's child! How can you stand being with a woman like that? What does she have that I don't?!"

Fraser's face instantly darkened. His voice dropped to a frighteningly deep timbre, laced with menace. "You dare speak of my child?"

Sienna's eyes widened in shock. "What?"

Summer was pregnant with Fraser's child?! Then why did the records list the father as unknown?! Unless… those documents were planted by Summer to lure her into a trap!

Fraser let out a chilling laugh. "Ms. Sienna, do I seem like someone who tolerates repeated provocations?"

Before Sienna could process her mistake, Fraser suddenly grabbed her wrist and ruthlessly dragged her toward a floor-to-ceiling glass door. Without a hint of hesitation, he pushed it open. Outside was an expansive koi pond, its emerald waters wrapping around the luxurious private rooms like a ribbon of jade.

With a terrified scream, Sienna was kicked right into the pond by Fraser.