Half-Hearted: Mr. Sinclair, Stop the Act!

Chapter 95: Turning the Tables

Sienna Monroe let out a soft laugh.So, it has already begun.

Sebastian Prescott glanced at the noisy scene ahead and casually asked, "Did you arrange this?"

"No, it was June Ewing who arranged it."

He hesitated for two seconds, as if something crossed his mind, "Did you choose the restaurant at Rippling Crest Estates just to watch this drama?"

Sienna Monroe openly admitted, her tone relaxed and smiling, "Yes, such a spectacular show; I definitely couldn’t miss it."

Saying this, she tilted her head to look at him, her expression rare with a playful charm, "If you have the time, you can stay and watch this... good show."

Sebastian Prescott turned his head, his gaze unexpectedly meeting hers, catching sight of her beautiful, delicate face.

Although it was a cloudy day, the gray sky seemed to brighten due to the smile blooming on her face.

It seemed as if everything around had quieted down, and he clearly caught a strange flutter in his heart.

Like petals falling into cool lake water, creating glittering ripples.

His cold, indifferent eyes focused, and the fingers in his pocket slightly stiffened.

Sienna Monroe didn’t notice his reaction and walked to the far right of the crowd.

Vivian Nash’s house, although close to the estate entrance, was separated by a large green belt.

From her current position, she could only make out the villa’s upper exterior.

But she could clearly see the woman called over by June Ewing to play the "original wife," around thirty years old, approximately 1.7 meters tall, not exactly strikingly beautiful, but her demeanor was overwhelmingly arrogant.

She certainly looked the part of the rightful wife.

Perhaps to allow more people to see clearly, she chose a clever spot in front of Vivian Nash’s villa, yet not blocked by the green belt, so even people outside the estate could see clearly.hose photos, and these rumors will collapse on their own."

"As long as she doesn’t withdraw the case, that woman will likely be charged with spreading falsehoods, inciting brawls, defamation, damaging reputation, and face a cumulative sentence of up to three years, plus a fine. In this game, June Ewing will end up losing both face and troops."

Sienna Monroe lowered her gaze.

This Vivian Nash indeed has some wit in her.

Not only is she adept at using borrowed strength, but she’s also good at using tricks to turn situations in her favor.

She chuckled lightly, "A dog-eat-dog world, of course it has to go both ways to be interesting. June Ewing isn’t the type to sit back and do nothing."

The banner inside had already been taken down, and after getting a general understanding of the situation, the police were preparing to take the group back to the station for investigation.

Sienna Monroe cast her gaze on Vivian Nash again but suddenly noticed the "original wife" was about to look their way. Her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively dragged the person in front of her, ducking into his embrace.

Softly she said, "Keep walking ahead, the original wife hired by June Ewing is looking at us, I don’t know if she recognizes me!"

Sebastian Prescott’s back stiffened, the cold breeze gently brushing by, and the faint scent of tea blossoms lingered at his nose.

Causing his heart to inexplicably skip a beat.

He held his breath, hesitating for two seconds, cautiously wrapping an arm around her waist, stepping forward, guiding her away.

From the "original wife’s" perspective, they appeared as a couple leaving while chatting and laughing after watching the spectacle.

She withdrew her gaze and stepped into the police car.