CHAPTER 19: CHAPTER 19: NEVER DID IT

"Auntie, who is here?" Sienna Thornton quickly wiped her face, picked up the crutch leaning against the basin, and cautiously exited the bathroom.

As soon as she stepped out, she was stunned by the woman approaching her.

The visitor briskly walked towards her, instantly raising her right hand.

As the slap was about to hit her face, Sienna Thornton promptly grabbed the other’s wrist.

She swiftly glanced around.

Auntie King was not home, the door was wide open, and two men looking like bodyguards stood guarding her door, one on each side.

Sienna Thornton raised an eyebrow, looked down at Mrs. Reed with a warning gaze.

Mrs. Reed winced in pain, her delicate and glamorous features twisted into a scowl as she loudly questioned, "How dare you treat me like this?"

"Mrs. Reed," Sienna Thornton let out a cold laugh, "Before the slap lands, do you know who you’re hitting?"

"I’m hitting a bitch like you!" Mrs. Reed seized the moment to lift her left hand, only to have her wrist seized by Sienna Thornton again.

"Are you sure you want to use violence against a lawyer?" Sienna Thornton gritted her back teeth and applied more pressure to her grip.

"Being a lawyer allows you to seduce other people’s husbands? Even if you were a chief justice today, I’d still teach you a lesson!" Mrs. Reed, unable to slap Sienna Thornton, resorted to insulting her with harsh words.

"I haven’t done anything." Sienna Thornton’s voice was calm.

"Haven’t done anything?" Mrs. Reed laughed in anger, "Over these years, how much money has Thomas Reed transferred into your account? Every transaction can be traced. Do you think denying it makes you innocent?"

"I haven’t received any money from Partner Reed!"

Falsely accused, and the claims sounded credible, Sienna Thornton was enraged, her hand flung fiercely, causing Mrs. Reed to stagger and almost lose her balance.

Stunned for a moment, Mrs. Reed quickly darted forward, pushed Sienna Thornton backward with both hands.

Sienna Thornton’s right leg was unsteady, and this push sent her crashing heavily against the wall behind her, instantly causing a dull pain in her back.

Just as Mrs. Reed raised her hand again to slap her, a deep "Stop" suddenly came from the entrance.

Both Sienna Thornton and Mrs. Reed froze and looked towards the door.

Simon Forrester, tall and visibly disturbed, stood there.

Recognizing the newcomer, Mrs. Reed reluctantly withdrew her hand, arrogantly adjusted her dress, and walked into the living room, sprawled across the sofa.

Sienna Thornton’s face didn’t look well at that moment, not just because of the impact that almost dazed her, but also because Simon Forrester witnessed such a scene.

Simon Forrester came over to steady her, asking softly, "Do you need a trip to the hospital?"

She shook her head.

"Then come rest first." Simon Forrester helped her to sit on the sofa.

Seeing their interaction naturally, Mrs. Reed gritted her teeth in anger, "Even Simon knows you, do you dare say you have nothing with my husband?"

After admonishing Sienna Thornton, she turned to Simon Forrester accusingly, "Simon, how have I wronged you? Why are you helping this harlot, why are you hiding this from me? You’re heartless!"

Sienna Thornton frowned and glanced at Simon Forrester.

Unwillingly dragged into a verbal fight, Simon Forrester was naturally displeased, but his upbringing prevented him from cursing back like Mrs. Reed.

Suppressing the anger bubbling within him, Simon Forrester coldly looked at Mrs. Reed and asked, "Why use violence?"

"Your brother! He’s divorcing me for this harlot! Violence is still mild, I’ll sooner or later find someone to deal with her!" Mrs. Reed’s eyes reddened as she spoke.

Simon Forrester looked apathetically at Sienna Thornton, but his question was directed at Mrs. Reed, "Do you have any evidence proving that Thomas Reed is divorcing you because of Lawyer Thornton?"

"How could I not have evidence?" Mrs. Reed dug into her bag, fiddled with her phone for a bit, then tossed it in front of Simon Forrester, "Take a look; these are all the transactions your brother made to this harlot over the years! If they weren’t involved, why would your brother transfer money to her?"