Chapter 192

Sheryl was consumed by a burning desire to destroy Sienna. Sienna’s brilliance was so dazzling it left Sheryl with nowhere to hide.

A dark thought flashed through Sheryl’s mind: she should kill her. They were standing by the sea. If she just pushed Sienna over the edge, just one push, it would all be over.

Then she would no longer be the disgrace of the Winslow family.

“Go to hell!” Sheryl charged forward like a bull. Hudson was startled. Is this woman coming at me? What the hell?

Without hesitation, he kicked out, sending Sheryl flying. “Who the hell are you?”

Sheryl hadn’t expected to be kicked away before she even got close to Sienna. The pain was so intense it sent tears streaming down her face, a bone-deep agony nearly keeping her from getting back up.

“You!” Sheryl’s outburst drew everyone’s attention. Wayne paused what he was doing.

After realizing he didn’t know her, Hudson leaned in, giving Sheryl a thorough once-over. “Who are you? Why are you getting close to me?”

ΠΗ quietly stepped back.

Sheryl was speechless. “Who’s even trying to get close to him? What a narcissist!”

Sienna recognized Sheryl as someone from the Winslow family; it was obvious Sheryl was there for her. “Are you looking for me?”

Sheryl glared at Sienna, her whole body shaking with rage. The knife behind her back was already gripped tight, and her face twisted into a sinister smile. “Yeah, I’m here for you, Sienna. Go to hell!”

With that, Sheryl lunged at Sienna, brandishing the knife in her hand.

“Oh no!” Hudson’s face went pale with shock. “Sienna!” “Enna!”

But in the very next second, they realized their worries were pointless. Sienna broke Sheryl’s wrist right then and there, a loud crack echoing through the air.

Sheryl’s face turned ghostly pale from the pain. “You! Let go of me!” The knife hit the ground with a sharp clang.

“You wanted to kill me?” Sienna’s voice was icy and scornful, like she was some untouchable goddess looking down on everyone else. In her eyes, Sheryl was nothing.

“Yes! Sienna, why are you going after the Winslow family?”

Sienna casually withdrew her hand, turned around, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her fingers. “Twisting facts is just what the Winslow family does best. It’s already over for you. You’d better behave yourself in prison.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Sheryl heard the wail of police sirens. Only then did it finally hit her what she’d done.

If things got any messier now, her grandfather’s party would be…

Sheryl’s face went from pale to alien as she collapsed to the ground in utter despair.

“No, no, Sienna, I know I was wrong. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Please, don’t call the cops,”

Sienna didn’t feel a shred of sympathy. If she let Sheryl go now, she’d be gambling with her own life.

“No, please, don’t take me away. I didn’t kill anyone, I swear!” And just like that, the cops dragged Sheryl away.

Wayne clenched her fists. “The Winslow family deserves to rot in hell. Sienna, I won’t let Sheryl get away with this.”

“It’s getting late, Wayne. I should head back.” Just as Sienna was about to leave, Ethan, his face bruised and swollen, crawled up to her.

He begged, “Miss Enna, please, please help me. I don’t want to be separated from Nora!”

Sienna knew that Ethan and Nora were already divorced, and Nora had been going on and on about moving in with her. If it weren’t for Winifred’s dissuasion, she probably would have already agreed.

“I can’t help you. You’re on your own,” Sienna said.