CHAPTER 150: CHAPTER 150: RIVALRY ON STAGE

But Sienna Monroe felt uncomfortable watching it.

She angrily glared at him, "I knew I shouldn’t have turned the TV on for you, your hand is swollen to this extent, doesn’t it hurt?"

"It’s fine, it doesn’t hurt." Caleb Sinclair smiled, "What did Nora Joyce say on the phone? Why did it take so long?"

Sienna Monroe remained calm and coolly spun a story, "About Miss Ivy’s art exhibition, and my purse was left in the office, she asked if she should bring it over."

She didn’t say anything else.

Fortunately, before anything more could be questioned, a nurse came in, giving Caleb no chance to continue asking.

The nurse changed the IV to his other hand, explained some precautions, and left.

Sienna asked, "What would you like to eat for lunch? I’ll call Auntie Miller to bring it over, and bring you a change of clothes. You sweated a lot last night, a bath tonight might make you more comfortable."

"Anything’s fine, just have her make what you like," Caleb said, "And have her bring a change of clothes for you as well, tonight..."

Understanding what he was implying, Sienna simply shook her head, "You’ll be able to leave tomorrow, bringing clothes is unnecessary.

I’ll go home this afternoon, I have to wash my hair anyway, and I’ll bring dinner with me tonight."

She had no interest in taking a bath with him.

Nor did she want to hear him suggest it.

Caleb pursed his lips, feeling a sense of frustration and sorrow at her rejection.

But he didn’t show it, continuing to be gentle and considerate, "Alright, thank you, darling. You probably didn’t sleep well either last night, you can take a good nap before coming back in the afternoon, no rush."

No matter how much his tone expressed how much he cared, he couldn’t bring himself to tell her not to come.

Being apart for a whole afternoon was already his biggest concession.

Sienna responded casually.

Around three in the afternoon, she took a car back to Moonlit Villa.

She went upstairs to wash her hair and shower. Having not slept well last night, she caught up on two hours of sleep before Auntie Miller woke her up.

She ate at home first before taking the packed meal from Auntie Miller to the hospital.

Caleb Sinclair was discharged the following morning.

The doctor said his illness was due to excessive stress and catching a cold, so after leaving, he was advised to avoid drafts and to relax his mind as much as possible.

No longer having to stay in the hospital was a relief for Sienna Monroe.

As she walked in, her phone, which had been set to silent, suddenly vibrated in her pocket.

She paused for a moment, walked calmly into the house without immediately checking her phone, and accompanied Caleb in the dining room, drinking pigeon soup cooked by Auntie Miller.

She excused herself to the restroom before she took out her phone to check the message.

[Caleb Sinclair has released the information that you are the informer on Radiance Beauty Spa, but he didn’t specify it was you, only leaked some clues. The Sawyer and Sloane Families are suspicious of you and are planning to investigate.]

"Boom!"

Sienna Monroe felt as if she had been struck by lightning, frozen in place, the blood draining from her face.

She stared dumbfounded at the words on her screen.

Caleb Sinclair released the news?

What was his purpose in doing this?

From his current demeanor, it didn’t seem like he intended to break things off with her.

She knew the Sawyer and Sloane Families, Mrs. Sloane had divorced a month ago, and the event was widely discussed throughout the Imperial City, given that it’s rare for marriages among the wealthy to end in divorce.

Especially at the age of forty or fifty.

Although divorced, they were still in litigation over property division with The Warren Family, and mediation was ongoing before she went inside.

Now with her inside, The Warren Family was pleased.

The Sloane Family would certainly not accept this, they must hate the person who informed on Radiance Beauty Spa.

Could she really not panic?

Her composure wasn’t that strong.

If the Sawyer and Sloane Families investigate and discover the truth, many more will know than just those two families.

She took a deep breath.

What should she do now?

She pursed her lips, contemplating seriously.

The only solution was to seize the chance while nothing concrete has emerged, to release false leads to misdirect those two families.

But solving a problem requires addressing its root cause.

Acting on this would be equivalent to handing others leverage over her.

But Caleb Sinclair...

Why exactly had he done this?

When she emerged from the restroom, Caleb was nowhere to be seen in the living and dining rooms, but immediately, Auntie Miller came out from tidying up the kitchen.

Seeing her, she said, "Ma’am, the young master just went upstairs, said he was uncomfortable after sweating."

This implied he had gone upstairs to bathe.

She nodded, headed upstairs.

The door was ajar, open just a crack. Sienna was about to push it open when she heard talking from inside.

It was Caleb Sinclair’s voice.

"The Sawyer and Sloane Families have already started investigating? They’re moving that fast?"

Since he was facing away from the door, Sienna couldn’t see his expression, only hearing a hint of clarity in his voice, mixed with a trace of melancholy, "The informer on Radiance Beauty Spa..."

Before he could finish, a sudden noise came from the door.

Caleb turned around and saw Sienna standing there with a pale face, her gaze trembling with fear.

A jolt of unease shot through his heart, a flash of panic passed through his eyes, and he hurriedly hung up the phone and went over to her.

He nervously asked, "Sienna, what... what did you hear just now?"

Sienna softly raised her eyes, moving her lips incredulously, "You... said the Sawyer and Sloane Families have already tracked down the informer on Radiance Beauty Spa."

When she came up, she had been worried about not knowing what to do next, yet she overheard him on the phone.

Since the situation was exposed, she might as well lay it all out in the open.

It would also test Caleb Sinclair’s motives.

Upon hearing this, Caleb felt as though a hand clutched his heart, the air in his chest being slowly squeezed out.

"Is... Is there more?"

Like when he first picked up the phone and said, "Has the information about Sienna being the informer on Radiance Beauty Spa been released yet?"

Sienna took a breath and didn’t answer, instead asking, "Caleb, are they really investigating the informer on Radiance Beauty Spa?"

"Yes. Sienna..."

"Then if they find out, they definitely won’t let me off."

Sienna spoke in a daze, her voice muted.

It seemed as though she was speaking to herself.

Caleb paused, a dark color flickering in his eyes, and asked casually, "Sienna, what do you mean by that? What do you mean they won’t let you off?"

Sienna looked up at him, tightening her grip on his arm.

Her eyes quivered slightly.

He was asking questions with the answer already in mind.

But this wasn’t the first time they’d acted in this scene.

She bit her lip, forced herself to appear conflicted and struggling, her eyes turning red as she slowly spoke, "Actually... I’m the one who reported Radiance Beauty Spa."

"What? Sienna, you..."

Caleb staggered back a step, seemingly struck, "How could... it’s not you! You wouldn’t... why would you do this?"

He transitioned from shock and disbelief to unwillingness to believe, and then to upset, pained questioning.

His acting was superb.

If he joined the entertainment industry, winning an award for best actor would probably be easy.