I Stopped Loving Him When He Let Me Bleed Out novel Chapter 250

She paused for a moment.

"Here is what we'll do. I'll send you the evidence. You decide exactly how you want to play it."

The two of them happily exchanged contact information.

Sienna had gained so much tonight; she felt incredibly fulfilled and grounded.

As the event drew to a close, the host invited the most prestigious guest in the room to deliver the closing remarks.

Silas stepped up to the podium.

The spotlight hit him flawlessly. Dressed in a bespoke cream suit fastened with platinum cufflinks, standing a commanding six-foot-two, he instantly became the absolute focal point of the entire room.

He took the microphone and delivered his speech entirely off the cuff. His pacing was immaculate, carrying a calm, undeniable authority that commanded the attention of every ear in the room.

The entire hall fell into a pin-drop silence, hanging on his every word.

Sienna stood in the audience, watching him.

This was what raw leadership looked like, completely actualized.

She had to admit, Silas was the epitome of refined, peak excellence.

But he was also like deep water—impossible to see the bottom.

Sienna pulled herself out of her thoughts. Silas was far too distant from her reality.

They existed in completely different universes.

After the gala ended.

Silas offered to drive Sienna home.

"Where do you live?" he asked.

Sienna gave him the name of her apartment complex.

Silas repeated it to his driver.

Awkwardly, the driver tapped at the GPS for a long time but couldn't locate it.

Sienna chimed in.

"It's a really rundown, old neighborhood, and parking is basically impossible. You can just drop me off on the main road when we get close." She paused, turning to Silas. "I'll have the gown dry-cleaned before I return it to you."

Silas glanced at her but didn't say a word.

The luxury car navigated away from the glittering downtown streets, eventually turning into a narrow, dimly lit alleyway.

The streetlights grew sparse, the road cramping tightly.

It was true; Silas had never set foot in a decaying neighborhood like this before.

"You live here?" he frowned.

Sienna didn't feel embarrassed in the slightest. She smiled effortlessly.

"The rent is cheap."

The car rolled to a stop.

Sienna pushed the door open and stepped out.

During the years they were together, he used to see that smile every single day. But toward the end, it had vanished completely.

He finally got to see it again tonight, only she was giving it to another man.

Why was she so happy? Was it because of Silas? Was Silas treating her that well?

A torrent of agonizing questions flooded his mind, impossible to shut out.

Finn desperately wanted to treat her well too, but he no longer had the right.

He took a step toward her, his gaze locked intensely on her form, unable to stop himself from speaking.

"Silas brought you to such a high-profile event tonight. He clearly values you a lot." His voice was dangerously low. "And you agreed to go... did you promise him something in return?"

Sienna's smile instantly vanished.

She stared at Finn.

When she thought this man was dead, she had been drowning in agony.

When she found out he was alive, she had been so ecstatic she nearly blacked out.

And now, here he was, perfectly fine, standing right in front of her.

Yet the second he opened his mouth, she wanted to murder him.

Sienna's gaze turned sub-zero.

"Is it any of your business?"