I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 249

Sienna waited in agonizing silence for several seconds, but Felicia didn't elaborate.

She was burning with anxiety but knew she couldn't afford to sound desperate.

She was merely Silas's plus-one; she had no official ties to the Fletcher family.

"Is it something you can talk about?" she asked, trying a different approach.

Felicia glanced at her.

"There was a wreck on the highway early this morning. The car belonged to The Fletcher Group." She paused briefly. "The person who passed away was a distant cousin of the family."

Sienna practically blurted out the words.

"It wasn't Finn?"

Felicia blinked in surprise, then let out a light laugh.

"I know the history between you and my brother-in-law, but do you really hate him that much?"

Sienna's heart was hammering against her ribs—pure, unadulterated joy.

In that single second, every dark, suffocating cloud that had plagued her mind evaporated completely, leaving behind a profound clarity.

Thank God. Thank God it wasn't him!

Recognizing the teasing tone in Felicia's voice, she forced a bright smile.

"I was just joking around."

Felicia raised her champagne flute in solidarity.

"I get it. We all have an ex we wouldn't mind seeing drop dead."

Sienna chuckled in agreement.

But internally, her soul was blooming.

She didn't entirely understand the sheer magnitude of her own relief, but the sudden rush of dopamine kept her lips curled upward.

It was the profound, indescribable euphoria of a traveler who had survived a brutal desert trek and finally spotted an oasis.

She felt lighter than air.

She even found herself naturally slipping into conversations.

As she drifted through the banquet hall, she moved with the effortless grace of a butterfly.

"Silas, the lady you brought tonight isn't just stunning, her personality is completely magnetic. That smile of hers is so genuine and pure. You really know how to pick them."

The elite crowd surrounding Silas couldn't stop showering Sienna with praise.

Silas merely offered a polite smile, keeping his thoughts to himself.

Sienna and Felicia hit it off brilliantly.

Felicia radiated absolute prestige, perfectly matching the archetype of an elegant, aristocratic heiress.

Sienna felt she was punching entirely out of her social weight class.

Yet, woman to woman, her heart ached for Felicia.

How could someone this wonderful end up shackled to a monster like Ford Fletcher?

She had only been married for six months, only to discover her husband had an illegitimate child with another woman, actively abused that child, and kept a rotation of mistresses.

How could any sane person endure that?

Sienna suddenly recalled Finn mentioning that he and his sister-in-law had formed an alliance.

Without even realizing it, she had become privy to the deepest, darkest secrets of this billionaire dynasty.

Felicia offered a self-deprecating smile.

"Ford is obsessed with Angeline. What he doesn't know is that Angeline is currently playing mistress to someone else at the same time. I have all the proof. I'm actually incredibly eager to see his reaction when he finds out."

An idea struck Sienna, and she quickly laid out the entire story of how Lily's promotion was stolen, how she was falsely accused of being a homewrecker, and how Victor Vance's wife had violently assaulted her.

Felicia listened intently, her smile fading into an expression of serious contemplation.

"Well, this couldn't be more perfect. Angeline is Victor Vance's mistress. It sounds like your bestie took the fall for Angeline, and then got robbed of her promotion on top of it. It's a good thing you ran into me tonight."