I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 190

Quincy slumped against the back of his chair, his face flushed hot, eyes half-open and glassy.

"He's wasted."

Sienna pulled a small pillbox from her purse and set it on the table.

"I have some hangover medication. Let's just give him one."

Finn stared at the pills, then back at her.

He was suffocating with sheer frustration.

He barely recognized this version of Sienna.

He clenched his jaw, still refusing to snap at her, and managed a quiet:

"I'll take Arthur back to his room and come back to get you."

Sienna deliberately ignored him.

Finally, Finn left.

The sound of his footsteps slowly faded into the distance.

Sienna remained perfectly still in her seat.

She checked the time. The 'hangover pill' she had just slipped Quincy would take effect in about five minutes.

He would be dead to the world, sleeping through a thunderstorm if he had to.

Five minutes later, Sienna stood up and walked over to Quincy.

She gave his shoulder a hard shove.

"Quincy?"

Zero reaction.

Sienna smoothly grabbed Quincy's phone from the table.

She punched in the passcode she had watched him use earlier that day.

It unlocked.

She opened his messages.

The very first pinned chat featured a landscape photo for a profile picture and had no saved name.

Sienna tapped on the conversation.

The most recent message was sent by Quincy three hours ago. The other person hadn't replied yet.

The text read: [I miss you. I want you so bad...]

Quincy liked to drink, and Yolanda promised she would buy him a vineyard to manage.

Quincy was entirely intoxicated by these promises, acting as her blindly loyal lapdog, ready to literally kill for her.

Sienna scrolled back to the dates right before the Africa trip and stopped.

There it was. Yolanda had ordered Quincy to set up the entire operation.

The messages detailed Yolanda coaching Quincy on exactly how to email the kidnappers in Africa.

After recording all the chat logs, Sienna backed out and opened Quincy's email app, finding even more undeniable proof.

Her heart was practically beating out of her chest.

She had done it.

With this direct evidence handed over to the police, there was no way Yolanda was escaping justice this time!

Even if the Fletcher family tried to protect her, it wouldn't matter anymore.

What would Grant Fletcher do when he saw exactly what his precious wife had been up to?

"What are you doing?"

A voice suddenly spoke from right behind her, making Sienna's heart nearly stop.