CHAPTER 154: CHAPTER 154: SEBASTIAN PRESCOTT’S EXPLANATION

[She and Sebastian Prescott had long had a different kind of relationship.]

If these words were just a visual shock to him, then this four-second video gnawed at his soul and all his rationality like the original sin.

All his senses were under gravitational pressure; even his rapid yet gentle breathing seemed like salt sprinkled on his wounds.

He didn’t even hold her accountable for reporting Radiance Beauty Spa, he even helped her cover it up, clearly he loved her so much and treated her so well.

Why did Sienna Monroe have to treat him this way?

Why betray him?!

Anger, resentment, pain, hurt—all the emotions intertwined, like a tangled mess, wrapping around his chest.

Gradually tightening around his heart and rationality.

Ding!

A text message appeared again on his screen: [Now, you should believe me, right? When you were still in the police detention room, Sienna Monroe and Sebastian Prescott had already slept together.

You’re truly pitiful, loving a rose for so many years, only for it to become someone else’s wedding dress. Sienna will not come back to you, you have only the fate of being abandoned by her.]

The sender of the message mocked his incompetence and pathetic state with a tone of disdain and amusement.

Caleb Sinclair took a heavy breath, the veins on his forehead bulging, his eyes instantly covered with vicious red blood vessels.

He trembled as he typed: [Who, who the hell are you?!]

But when the message was sent, a red exclamation mark appeared, accompanied by a system alert: [Your message failed to send.]

Caleb Sinclair’s pupils constricted.

Failed to send?

He gritted his back teeth and dialed the number again, but unfortunately, the voice coming through the receiver was still the mechanical female voice.

[Sorry, the user you are calling is currently switched off, please try again later.]

Clearly the person had just sent him a message, yet when calling, it showed switched off, and sending a message showed failed.

What does this mean?

Amidst the chaotic thoughts, Caleb suddenly captured a clue from the depths of his mind.

He remembered, Sienna had also given him a number before.

It was also unreachable, messages couldn’t be sent, and no contacts could be found.

These two numbers...

Could they have something in common?

However, the unfamiliar number that had called Sienna seemed to have never contacted her again, but the number that had sent him messages kept doing so repeatedly.

Even the sarcastic, contemptuous tone...

The fire of anger in his chest burned ever brighter, completely unable to be extinguished.

When he got home, Sienna Monroe hadn’t returned yet, with a sullen face he took off his clothes, ignoring Auntie Miller’s greeting, and went straight to the kitchen.

Just as he was preparing the ingredients halfway, Sienna returned.

He stood at the kitchen door, gazing at her slender figure, and what flashed in his mind was that four-second video clip.

When she looked over, his gaze landed on her lips.

The lips that had kissed Sebastian Prescott at noon.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes, but when Sienna looked over, he quickly replaced it with his usual gentle, affectionate, and considerate demeanor.

"You’re back. The snow is heavy today, you didn’t wear much, are you cold?"

Sienna met his gaze, gently shook her head, "Not really, I was mostly indoors."

Caleb Sinclair pursed his lips.

Indoors?

She didn’t go out at all?

He smiled and asked, "I’m just preparing some dishes for tonight, planning to make stir-fried beef and three-cup chicken, tofu stuffed with meat, and greens, anything else you want to eat?"

Sienna said, "Just make a little, it’s just the two of us, we can’t eat much."

"It’s just four dishes, not much, there’s no time to make soup tonight." His tone was gentle, and he seemingly casually asked, "Honey, what did you have for lunch?"

"I ate outside." Sienna casually replied.

"With people from the art museum?"

Sienna paused, slightly furrowed her brow.

It was still a probing tone.

She raised her eyes to look at him, her voice light yet a bit cold, "No. I ate with Ivy, the artist, at a place with a quite authentic Jiangnan-style decor."

Caleb Sinclair’s eyes darkened.

The hands hanging by his sides unwittingly clenched into fists.

She was lying!

She was clearly with Sebastian Prescott at noon!

If she wasn’t feeling guilty, then why wouldn’t she tell him?

"Really? Then you’ll have to take me there next time." Caleb worked hard to keep his tone gentle, "But... you seem to have gotten quite familiar with Ivy? You’re even going out to eat together now?"

"We just discussed matters of painting selection for the exhibition."

Sienna was concise, not wanting to continue this topic, always feeling that his questions felt like an interrogation.

Even though his gaze and tone were as gentle and blunt as ever, it still made her uncomfortable.

"I’ll go upstairs and change clothes first."

After saying this, she didn’t bother with him anymore and walked straight upstairs.

Caleb Sinclair watched that figure gradually disappear from his view, he gritted his teeth, then turned back into the kitchen.

Just as Auntie Miller was preparing bird’s nest for Sienna.

This was something Sienna had to eat every day now.

Also under Caleb’s instructions.

In this month, Sienna had lost nearly ten pounds, her face had become much thinner, and she was already of a slender type.

Now she looked more like a paper person.

Caleb was distressed for her, buying a lot of bird’s nest supplements, having Auntie Miller make it for her in turns every day.

His gaze lingered for a few seconds, his thin lips pressing into a line.

Only after Auntie Miller carried the bird’s nest out did he retract his look and resume cooking.

The next morning, the entire Imperial City was covered in a blanket of white.

After having breakfast at home, Sienna went to the art museum.

Around 9:30 in the morning, a shocking, untimely scandal about The Prescott Family suddenly emerged on trending searches.

#Shocking! Secret scandal of first wealthy family The Prescott Family in Imperial City 27 years ago#

In just half an hour, another secret about The Prescott Family climbed the trending charts.

#The truth about Mrs. Prescott’s mental illness#

The contents of these two trending searches mainly pointed to the shocking kidnapping case that the Prescott twins went through 27 years ago.

The case remains shrouded in mystery even today.

Back then, we only knew that the twins were safely brought back, and the kidnapper, it seems, has never been captured to this day.

Rumor has it that the girl among the twins had long been dead—killed by the boy, as part of a deal with the kidnapper.

But thinking about it, it sounds ridiculous. Can a three-year-old child really make a deal with a kidnapper?

After that incident, The Prescott Family sent the girl abroad for recovery on the grounds that she was frightened.

At the same time, it was revealed that year that Mrs. Prescott had suffered severe stimulation from the incident, developing schizophrenia.

Despite long treatment, there was no improvement, and it was only when the girl was brought back at the age of nine that her condition began to improve.

There were also doubts that the Prescott’s eldest daughter, Joy Prescott, had changed her appearance, looking nothing like she did as a child.

And this report seemed to guide people into condemning the Prescott family’s younger son, Sebastian Prescott. Would a lawyer who could harm his own sister be a good person?

A group of netizens even called for the revocation of Sebastian Prescott’s license.

For a time, it stirred up quite a stir online.

When Sienna saw it, there was shock and amazement.

She read both reports carefully, including the comments, which seemed like paid trolls, as many of the words were just variations of the same theme.

Someone was deliberately manipulating this report.

Ding!

A WeChat message suddenly popped up from the top of her phone.

It was sent by Sebastian Prescott.

She clicked in, finding just a short message: [The reports are false, don’t believe them.]

Hmm?

Sienna was stunned.

Was this message specifically sent to explain to her?

Why?

While she was in a daze, the phone dinged again.

This time it was a text message alert.

[All the trending secret reports about The Prescott Family are the work of Caleb Sinclair.]