Chapter 464: Helena Stormed Toward Her

Sienna’s eyes narrowed as Helena stormed toward her, hand raised high. The slap never landed—Sienna caught her wrist mid-air, grip firm and unyielding.

“Explain yourself,” Sienna demanded, voice cold as steel.

“Explain? You want an explanation?” Helena’s voice trembled with rage. “Why is Caleb in the hospital? Who poisoned him?”

A bitter laugh escaped Sienna’s lips. “You should be asking your precious daughter, Vanessa. Ask her why she arranged his kidnapping. Ask her why he was poisoned.” The accusation hung heavy in the air, met with scornful glares. Even Henry’s expression darkened with disapproval. Vanessa’s lies had taken root—they believed Sienna was the one framing her.

“How dare you!” Helena snarled, wrenching her hand free. “After what happened five years ago, you’d stoop this low? Using an innocent boy to destroy Vanessa’s reputation?”

Sienna’s jaw tightened. Frame her? What twisted story had Vanessa fed them? Tears welled in Vanessa’s eyes as she stepped forward, playing the victim perfectly. “Sienna, I know you hate me. I understand if you want revenge—but leave Caleb out of this! He’s done nothing wrong!” Her voice broke, each word dripping with false sincerity. “Do you think poisoning him will make everyone blame me? I’ve already told Grandpa and our parents everything—they won’t be fooled by your schemes!”

She clutched Sienna’s arm, sobbing dramatically. “Please, just admit what you’ve done. Give him the antidote. I’ll beg them to forgive you—I promise!” Sienna’s patience snapped. She shoved Vanessa away, disgusted. “If you’ve already decided to believe her lies, I have nothing more to say. The blood test results will reveal the truth in three days.”

She turned to leave, but Vanessa lunged again, desperate. “Three days is too long! He’ll die because of you! Fine—let’s say it was me! I poisoned him! I’ll take the blame! I’ll even give you my sixty percent shares—just save him!” Helena yanked Vanessa back, shielding her. “Don’t you dare! She doesn’t deserve a single share! After everything we’ve done for you—this is how you repay us? Bringing you into this family was our biggest mistake!”

Philip turned to Henry, voice firm. “Father, strip her of the Bennett name. Revoke her twenty-five percent share. She is no longer one of us.” The room fell silent, awaiting Henry’s verdict. If he agreed, Sienna would lose everything—her name, her inheritance, her place in the family.