Chapter 290: The Everetts Go to Jail!

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: The Everetts Go to Jail!

Besides Sienna Everett, there was a bruised and swollen Morgan Everett, a handsome and distinguished man, and about ten burly men who looked like bodyguards.

When the bald man saw Morgan Everett and Sienna Everett arrive together, he assumed the plan to use him to threaten Sienna had succeeded. He snapped impatiently, "Boss Everett, is your part of the deal done? Why’d you bring so many people?"

But as soon as the words left his mouth, the bald man realized something was wrong. ’Why is Morgan Everett’s face swollen up like a pig’s? It looks like he’s been beaten!’

’And that handsome, distinguished man standing beside Sienna Everett... I feel like I’ve seen that face on a list of the world’s richest people. He’s...’

’Julian Forrester of Celestria’s Forrester family!’

’And all those guys who look like bodyguards...’

"Everett, you old bastard! What the hell is the meaning of this!" the bald man shouted, instantly on guard.

The moment Sienna Everett kicked open the door, her eyes scanned the room, searching for Isabelle Sutton. When she saw Isabelle being harassed by a tattooed man, a vicious, murderous aura erupted from her sharp gaze.

Sienna Everett’s expression had never been so dark. The aura around her was terrifyingly cold as she broke into a run toward Isabelle Sutton.

Seeing her charge forward, the other thugs in the warehouse moved to intercept her.

One of them, a blond-haired man, hadn’t even reached her when Sienna suddenly lifted her right leg. With incredible speed and force, she kicked out. BAM! Blondie slammed onto the ground, the back of his head cracking open. Blood gushed out as he rolled on the floor, wailing in agony.

The bodyguards Julian Forrester had brought were stunned for a moment by Sienna’s incredibly powerful kick. Then, they immediately rushed forward, subduing the rest of the kidnappers with their expert combat skills.

Only the tattooed man was still standing by Isabelle Sutton. Watching his accomplices get captured, he was so terrified his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

Radiating a sinister aura, Sienna Everett stepped in Blondie’s blood on the floor as she walked, step by step, toward Isabelle Sutton.

She bent down, snatched a steel pipe from the floor, and swung it directly at the tattooed man.

CRACK!

The steel pipe slammed into the tattooed man, and he let out a piercing scream. "AHHH!!!"

The thick, pungent smell of blood instantly filled the air.

She had drawn blood with a single strike!

But she wasn’t finished. Sienna’s gaze was dark and utterly devoid of emotion. She looked at the tattooed man as if he were already dead.

"Is this the hand you touched her with?"

"No... No... I didn’t touch her!" The tattooed man’s eyes widened in terror. Utterly cowed, he turned to run.

Sienna’s gaze locked onto him like a death sentence from hell. She abruptly raised the steel pipe and brought it crashing down on the man’s arm again.

"Running? Where do you think you can run!"

Agonized screams filled the entire warehouse.

Again and again...

Heart-rending screams, the thick, pungent smell of blood—the entire warehouse descended into chaos.

The tattooed man’s accomplices watched the horrifying scene, frozen in shock.

’This scene was so bloody that even they, as wanted fugitives, felt a chill creep into their hearts. But Sienna Everett... it was clear she had no intention of letting the tattooed man off in the slightest!’

A unanimous thought surfaced among them: they were incredibly glad they hadn’t laid a single finger on Isabelle Sutton. Otherwise... they would be the ones on the receiving end of that beating right now!

As Julian Forrester’s bodyguards watched Sienna—her face an emotionless mask, determined to get justice for Isabelle Sutton and refusing to let anyone who hurt her get away—they all had a strange thought. ’The boss’s lady gives you a real sense of security! Mr. Forrester is definitely going to be well-protected by her from now on!’

Julian Forrester’s brow furrowed slightly, but not because he was worried about Sienna hurting someone.

He was worried that her hand might be getting tired after swinging the pipe so many times.

Julian Forrester strode over and gently took hold of Sienna’s slender yet powerful wrist. His dark eyes met hers. "Sienna..."

The man’s low, magnetic voice reached her ears, and a sliver of clarity pierced through the chaos in her mind. She closed her eyes, suppressing the roaring rage within her. After one last cold glance at the half-dead tattooed man, she threw the steel pipe to the ground with a loud CLANG.

Then she knelt in front of Isabelle Sutton, quickly untied the ropes binding her hands and feet, and smoothed out her disheveled clothes. Before Sienna could say a word, Isabelle threw herself into her arms, holding on tight.

"Sienna, I knew you’d come for me!" Isabelle’s tears streamed down her face, and her choked, heartbreaking sobs filled the air.

"Isabelle..." Sienna hugged her back, her own arms trembling slightly, her heart filled with guilt. "I’m so sorry..."

Isabelle sobbed uncontrollably, shaking her head, her eyes red and puffy. "Sienna, this has nothing to do with you! It’s the Everetts’ fault! And these low-life kidnappers! Call the police. I want to call the police right now!"

Sienna gently wiped the tears from her friend’s eyes. "Don’t be afraid. I already called them."

Sure enough, it wasn’t long before the wail of police sirens grew louder, approaching from the distance.

The kidnappers’ faces paled at the sound.

’It’s all that damn Morgan Everett’s fault!’

’Wasn’t threatening Sienna Everett with Isabelle Sutton supposed to be a foolproof plan?!’

’And now the cops are here!’

The kidnappers immediately began to struggle, trying to escape. They were all wanted for major crimes; if they were arrested, it wouldn’t just be a matter of serving a few years in prison.

However, the bodyguards were all powerfully built, and the kidnappers had no chance of breaking free.

When Morgan Everett heard the sirens, he panicked. He roared, his face a swollen, bruised mess, "Sienna Everett! Who did you call the police to arrest?!"

Sienna’s gaze was frigid, her voice even colder and completely devoid of emotion. "Who do you think?"

How could Morgan Everett not understand the meaning behind her question? Rage surged through him, and his heart pounded in a chaotic rhythm born of both fury and terror. He screamed, "I’m your biological father! You’d actually call the police to arrest your own father! You... you..."

Morgan Everett’s chest heaved violently, his face turning purple with rage, his eyes bloodshot. "You monster! You damn monster! How could I have a daughter like you! You ungrateful wretch!"

Morgan Everett’s shrill curses echoed through the vast warehouse.

Julian Forrester’s gaze darkened abruptly, becoming like a fierce midwinter gale—so bone-chillingly cold it took one’s breath away.

Morgan stopped cursing mid-sentence. He felt as if he’d been plunged into an ice cellar as a sinister chill shot up from the soles of his feet, threatening to drag him down to hell.

Julian Forrester tilted his head, giving Leon Stone a pointed look.

Leon Stone followed the order, striding over to Morgan Everett and kicking him to the ground. He picked up a brick from the warehouse floor and smashed it against Morgan’s mouth. "Try saying that again."

As the heavy brick slammed down, Morgan Everett let out a muffled scream. Another one of his front teeth was knocked out, and his mouth filled with blood. He stared in terror in Julian Forrester’s direction.

’Julian Forrester...’

’He’s actually this protective of Sienna Everett!’

’I just cursed at Sienna a few times, and he has someone retaliate against me like this!’

Just then, several police cars pulled up outside the warehouse. Officers rushed in, arrested the kidnappers, and secured the scene, preserving all evidence and taking witness statements.

Sienna Everett, remembering Sheila Whitaker and Shannon Everett were still at the Everett residence, informed the police that there were still more culprits to be apprehended.

And so, one group of officers escorted the kidnappers to the station, while the rest accompanied Sienna Everett to the Everett residence.