The Simmons Estate.
Sienna had rested at home for a few days, and the minor injuries she had sustained were fully healed.
She was absolutely dying to go see Sebastian.
He had been incredibly distant lately.
It was time for her to go on the offensive.
Standing in her massive walk-in closet, Sienna meticulously appraised her reflection, rifling through her designer wardrobe.
She tore through nearly every rack before finally settling on a slip dress in deep burgundy. The neckline plunged dangerously low, and the hem barely grazed her upper thighs.
She flawlessly applied a full face of makeup, curled her hair into voluminous waves, and misted herself with a seductive perfume.
The woman staring back in the mirror was jaw-droppingly gorgeous.
A satisfied smirk curled onto Sienna's lips.
There was no way Sebastian could look at her like this and keep his hands to himself.
Men were visual creatures, after all.
Sebastian used to absolutely lose his mind over the little surprises she put together for him.
He always used to tell her she was like a little succubus who had stolen his soul.
Zelda Gates pushed the bedroom door open and frowned the second she saw her daughter's outfit. "Sienna, where do you think you're going?"
"Mom, I'm going to see Sebastian. He's been ignoring me lately, and I can't just sit around waiting," Sienna replied, expertly applying a coat of lipstick.
"You're wearing that to his office?" Her mother sounded deeply disapproving. "Sienna, you're pregnant. Don't be so flashy. A prestigious family like the Sullivans values dignity above all else."
Dressing up like some cheap nightclub escort was incredibly tacky.
But Sienna just rolled her eyes. "Mom, you don't get it. Sebastian has been giving me the cold shoulder. If I don't make a move now, he's just going to keep icing me out. Besides, dressing up a bit will definitely put him in a better mood."
Before her mother could utter another word of protest, Sienna snatched up her purse and sashayed out the door.
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The Sullivan Group.
The receptionist spotted Sienna walking in and offered a polite, practiced smile. "Ms. Simmons, welcome."
She pulled out her phone, snapped a few seductive mirror selfies, and fired them off to Sebastian.
"Sebastian, I'm waiting for you in your office."
She tacked on a flirty, pouting emoji for good measure.
In the past, whenever she sent texts like this, Sebastian would come rushing back to her instantly.
But this time, her message sank like a stone into a bottomless ocean. No reply.
Sienna waited for what felt like an eternity, but Sebastian's phone remained entirely silent.
Losing her patience, she stood up and began pacing restlessly around the large office.
Her eyes eventually landed on a thick stack of documents resting on his immaculate desk. Bored, she flipped through a few pages.
Suddenly, Sienna's fingers froze mid-page.
It was a detailed proposal for a patent renewal contract. And printed bold and clear right across the top was Seraphina's name.
Sienna's eyes narrowed into lethal slits.

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