The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress

Chapter 792 - 824: Discovered Her Plot

Sienna Johnson changed out of her dress and started putting on maternity pants, she also switched her shoes to lace-up sneakers. After all, the lightweight dress looked nice, but it wasn’t convenient for escaping.

She also managed to get hold of a scalpel, small, sharp, very practical. With this scalpel, Sienna felt much safer.

Aside from the clothes on her back and the scalpel, she brought nothing else.

Nothing here belonged to her, and she didn’t want anything from Xavier Young either.

— 58 hours left!

In another 58 hours, she and Lucas Robertson could leave this hellish place.

"Curly, Mommy will be home soon..."

Sienna Johnson was most anxious about her daughter. She hadn’t contacted her daughter for almost a month, Xavier Young wouldn’t let her have a phone, and the phone 001 had secretly given her was also confiscated when Xavier found it.

Sienna was somewhat excited, calming her emotions for a long time, just about to go to sleep when the bedroom door was suddenly knocked with a thud.

"Who?" Whenever Sienna returned to her room, she would lock the door from the inside, she never felt safe.

"Open the door!" Xavier Young shouted.

"Xavier?"

This late, what was he doing?

"Open the door!" Xavier Young kicked the door heavily.

"Xavier, I’ve already gone to bed. Can we talk about whatever it is tomorrow?"

Sienna heard Xavier’s voice sounding odd, and with only 58 hours left for him to leave, she prayed fervently for nothing to go wrong.

"Sienna Johnson, open the door!"

Under these circumstances, Sienna couldn’t possibly open the door.

She pretended not to hear and refused to open the door for Xavier, hoping he’d leave.

After a while, there was no sound outside, and Sienna breathed a sigh of relief.

— Did he leave?

Sienna listened for a long time, there was no noise outside either, Xavier Young should have left. Perhaps he was drunk, Sienna comforted herself this way. But the hard-earned sleepiness vanished, evidently destined for an insomnia-filled night.

In the lavish room, she lay on the soft big bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt, looking fragile and helpless.

"58 more hours, 58 more hours..." Sienna hypnotized herself this way, comforting herself from the fright she had experienced.

Sienna closed her eyes lying on the bed, suddenly hearing the sound of the door lock turning, she snapped her eyes open and looked towards the door, finding someone trying to open her bedroom door.

The person has a key to this room!

Who is it?

Xavier Young?

Sienna grabbed the scalpel in her pants pocket, her trembling hand surprisingly steady.

She had trained specifically in medical school, knowing that once you pick up a scalpel, you can’t tremble, for surgery is an extremely delicate operation, a slight tremble could lead to failure.

With a click, the room door was opened, as the door slowly opened, Sienna saw clearly the man who entered her room.

It was indeed Xavier Young!

What was he here for?

Sienna sat on the bed, the hand inserted in her pocket tightly clutching the scalpel, she suppressed the panic and unease in her heart, smiled at Xavier, and asked softly,

"Xavier, it’s so late, what can I do for you?"

"Did you poison the food you gave me?"

He stood there, not coming closer, merely staring from afar.

She was so beautiful, in his heart she was like a goddess, all his efforts over the years were merely for this woman.

But this woman...

"Why do you say that?" She chuckled, pretending innocence.

"I found out I’m addicted!"

"You’re a drug dealer, here food is less abundant than drugs, isn’t it weirder if you’re not addicted?" Sienna’s tone had a hint of sarcasm.

"Even though I’m a drug dealer, for years I’ve kept myself clean. Only after you came did I develop an addiction... Mai, I want to know, was it you who poisoned me?"

"You come to me in the middle of the night, isn’t your mind already made up? If so, does my answer matter?" Her smile faded, as she sat there, pursing her diamond-shaped lips tight.

"My meals are all made by you, who else could it be but you?"

"..."

"I’m addicted to your cooking... I used to think it was because it’s personally made by you, which is why I’m addicted to it like I’m obsessed with you..."

Sienna withdrew her gaze, it landed on the carpet, examining the luxurious complex patterns, plotting her next move.

"Mai, I don’t want to believe it, but besides you, I can’t think of anyone else..." He looked at her, his eyes filled with disappointment and sadness.

This woman, from start to finish, never showed real sincerity, only deceit towards him.

"Answer me, was it you who poisoned me?"

"..."

"Mai, why don’t you speak? Dare you act but not face the consequences?" he roared.

"I am Sienna Johnson!" Sienna emphasized.

"Does it make a difference? Aren’t you the same person?"

Sienna saw Xavier’s facial muscles twitch, tremble, yawning, and tearing... showing symptoms of early-stage addiction.

How could it manifest? During dinner, she had clearly poisoned his food?

Sienna looked at Xavier and suddenly realized a problem.

With addiction, as the body develops higher tolerance and lower sensitivity to drugs, the frequency increases, the drug amount intensifies and the dependence deepens, necessitating higher doses to achieve the original effect.

And she had been giving Xavier the original dose, and the insufficiency led to Xavier’s addiction manifestation.

Sienna deeply regretted her mistake.

"Why don’t you speak? Or are you thinking of continuing to make a fool of me?"

Xavier stood in front of her, his slightly shaking hand gripped her chin, rudely lifting her head, demanding she meet his gaze.

"You liar!"

Xavier swung his hand, slapping Sienna hard across her face, instantly leaving a clear handprint on her delicate skin.

Sienna was stunned by Xavier’s strike. She truly had not anticipated him hitting her; she held her face, staring blankly at him, appearing so innocent and pure. But Xavier wouldn’t believe this woman’s lies anymore.

"I treated you so well; why do you treat me like this? Huh?... Are you still planning to escape? To return to Adrian Desmond..."

All the gentleness was fake, none of the love was real, this woman was just using and playing him, always had been, he just never was willing to face reality.