Chapter 287: Tormenting the Everett!!

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Tormenting the Everett!!

Shannon Everett, furious and indignant, threw herself at Morgan Everett, sobbing. "Dad, look at my sister..."

But before she could finish, Sienna Everett struck again with the ruler.

The ruler landed on Shannon Everett once more!

"AHH!!"

Shannon Everett wailed in agony, clutching the spot where she’d been hit. Her eyes, wide with terror, were fixed on Sienna Everett.

She remembered what Sienna Everett had just said: ’One more word out of you, and I’ll hit you too.’

It wasn’t an empty threat. She really would hit her!

"Sienna Everett, you—" Shannon Everett only managed three words before she saw Sienna Everett raise the ruler again. She shrieked in terror, covered her head, and scurried away, not daring to make another sound.

Sheila Whitaker scrambled up from the floor and ran to shield Shannon Everett, her heart aching for her daughter. She glared at Sienna Everett, absolutely furious. But just as she was about to lash out, her eyes met Sienna’s icy, piercing gaze, and the words died in her throat.

’This scoundrel... This unfilial child...’

’She’s completely out of control!’

’Is she not going to be satisfied until she’s thrown the entire Everett family into chaos?!’

The commotion in the living room was so loud that the Everett family’s servants came running. But the family had fallen on hard times and dismissed most of their staff. Only a few elderly servants remained.

Seeing this, Leon Stone casually planted himself in the living room doorway, blocking it completely.

The oppressive presence of the nearly two-meter-tall giant was overwhelming. The servants shrank back, only daring to peek inside. When they saw Sienna Everett was the one causing the trouble, they figured it was just another one of the Everett family’s domestic disputes.

Inside the living room, Sheila Whitaker shielded Shannon Everett as they cowered to the side, glaring at Sienna Everett with fury they dared not voice.

Morgan Everett’s heart ached seeing them, but his own face was swollen and stinging. His mouth was bleeding, and he’d lost a front tooth. He glared at Sienna Everett, his eyes practically bursting from their sockets. "You... For that Isabelle Sutton..."

’For Isabelle Sutton, that little monster actually dared to hit someone!’

’What right did she have to hit anyone?’

’She was supposed to be the one getting hit!’

Morgan Everett gritted his teeth in fury. Since Sienna Everett cared so much about her friend, he had even more leverage to threaten her with!

"Where is Isabelle Sutton? Are you going to tell me or not?" Sienna Everett’s gaze was glacial as she stared at Morgan Everett. Suddenly, she noticed him trying to conceal the phone in his pocket.

Her eyes sharpened. She strode over and reached for his phone.

Morgan Everett tried to pull away.

Sienna Everett lashed out with the ruler. Morgan Everett cried out in pain and clapped his hands to his already swollen face.

Seizing the opportunity, Sienna snatched his phone.

There were two unread messages on the screen.

Sienna Everett tapped the notification. The first message was a video, and she immediately hit play.

The next second, as she watched the video, Sienna Everett’s pupils contracted violently.

The video showed what looked like a dilapidated old warehouse. Isabelle Sutton was bound hand and foot, curled up in a corner in terror. Her hair was a mess, and her tear-filled eyes were brimming with fear and panic.

Just then, a menacing-looking man, his arms and chest covered in tattoos, approached from the side. He was holding a steel pipe, which he raised as if to strike Isabelle Sutton.

Isabelle squeezed her eyes shut and screamed.

At the last moment, the pipe stopped just inches from her head.

Seeing Isabelle Sutton trembling in fear, the tattooed man let out a roar of laughter. He was clearly toying with her, enjoying her terror for his own amusement.

The video ended there.

Sienna’s heart seized, and her fingers tightened, nearly crushing the phone.

The second was a text message: [Boss Everett, we have the person at the agreed-upon location. When are you coming over?]

After reading the message, Sienna Everett snapped her head up to look at Morgan Everett. Her furious eyes held a deathly, chilling stillness.

’And he claimed Isabelle’s kidnapping had nothing to do with him?!’

Morgan Everett shuddered under her terrifying gaze. Then, feeling he’d lost face, he puffed out his chest and blustered, "If you want Isabelle Sutton to be safe, you’ll agree to my conditions!"

Sienna sneered. Using Morgan Everett’s phone, she mimicked his tone and replied to the kidnapper: [Isabelle Sutton is still useful. Don’t hurt her. I’m on my way.]

’At least this should keep Isabelle safe for now.’

The kidnapper replied: [So, Boss Everett, about our payment...]

Sienna continued typing: [You’ll get every penny.]

After sending the message, Sienna scrolled up through the chat history, but found nothing else useful.

The kidnapper’s message mentioned an "agreed-upon location," which meant Morgan Everett must have already met with them in person to make arrangements.

’The agreed-upon location...’

Sienna’s heart burned with anxiety. Her gaze, sharp as a blade, shot toward Morgan Everett.

Morgan Everett, thinking he had her right where he wanted her, laughed with brazen confidence. "Like I said, as long as you agree to my conditions, I’ll have them release Isabelle Sutton completely unharmed!"

Morgan Everett pulled a contract from a nearby drawer. "Sienna Everett, if you don’t want anything to happen to Isabelle Sutton, you’ll sign this today!"

Sienna glanced at it. The agreement demanded that she make a public statement announcing her reconciliation with the Everett family. She was to move back home, start working at the Everett Group, and present the image of a happy, perfect family to the world to help restore their reputation. Furthermore, all her future earnings were to be turned over to Morgan Everett. And finally, she was to keep today’s incident with Isabelle Sutton a secret—no telling anyone, and no calling the police.

As Sienna read the contract, the excitement on Shannon Everett’s and Sheila Whitaker’s faces was plain to see.

’No matter how unwilling Sienna is,’ they thought, ’with Isabelle’s safety on the line, she has to sign it.’

’And once she does, with her help, the Everett family will finally make a comeback!’

After reading, Sienna expressionlessly tossed the contract back at Morgan Everett.

Morgan Everett’s brow furrowed. "What’s with that attitude! Sienna Everett, don’t act like you’re the one being wronged. I am your biological father, and the Everett family raised you for two years! It’s only natural that you should repay us!"

He slapped the contract on the table and snarled, "Sign it now! And another thing—you hit me and Shannon with that ruler. You’re completely out of control, daring to strike your own father! You will kneel and apologize!"

"Kneel and apologize?" Sienna suddenly smiled. Her raven-black lashes fluttered up, revealing a sharp glint in her dark eyes. She set the ruler down on the table.

Seeing her put down the ruler, Morgan Everett’s face filled with smug satisfaction. He pointed at the contract. "Finally showing some sense. Sign it, and I’ll have them release Isabelle Sutton!"

But in the next instant, Sienna was in front of him. She grabbed a fistful of his hair, yanked his head down, and slammed it into the glass coffee table.

CRASH!

The glass shattered instantly, and fresh blood spurted out!

Morgan Everett’s forehead was cut open. It was already red and swollen as blood gushed from the wound.

A moment later, Morgan Everett’s wretched howl filled the living room as the pain sent him collapsing to his knees with a thud.

"Morgan!!" Sheila Whitaker shrieked, rushing toward him. She saw his face contorted in agony, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He was foaming at the mouth, unable to even speak.

The servants outside were stunned by the scene. Sienna Everett had always been the one bullied and beaten in the Everett household. Had the tables completely turned today?

Should they go in and intervene?

But with Leon Stone blocking the way, the elderly servants didn’t dare to step forward.

Just then, a security guard came stumbling in. He froze for several seconds at the sight of the chaos in the living room before remembering his duty. "Sir, Mr.... Mr. Forrester is here!"

Morgan Everett was in so much pain he was seeing stars, but when he heard the name "Mr. Forrester," he momentarily forgot the agony. "Mr. Forrester? Which Mr. Forrester?!"

The guard swallowed hard, his voice filled with terror and awe. "It’s Julian Forrester of the Forrester Family! Mr. Forrester is here!"