Chapter 170: Sienna's Eyes Blazed with Fury

Sienna’s eyes blazed with fury. Her mind spun with countless possibilities. She needed a way out of this trap. Fast. She snarled without hesitation.

“The company seal isn’t with me.

The chairman has it. This discussion is over.” She didn’t wait for a response. She turned and strode toward the door. The celebrities surged forward instantly. They blocked her path like a human wall.

“You’re not leaving! You’re the majority shareholder!

We need your signature!”

“You’ve exploited us long enough!

We have the money right here! Just sign the damn papers!”

“Sign them! No signature, no exit!”

They sealed every possible escape route. Cornered, Sienna shrieked for help.

“Security! Get in here now!”

Armed guards burst into the room. Giselle moved swiftly to shield Sienna. A chaotic scuffle erupted. They fought their way out through the crowd. Both women looked disheveled afterward. Their clothes were rumpled, hair a mess. They looked like they’d survived a riot.

Inside the car, Giselle smoothed her dress.

She let out a heavy sigh.

“Thank God you thought quickly.

That could have ended much worse.” Sienna’s lips curled coldly.

“Did Vanessa really think her little scheme would break me?

Contact every senior executive. No one returns to the company. No one signs those termination contracts.”

“Understood.”

The artists had no choice but to wait. They lingered at the company headquarters. Hoping a manager might show up. Hoping someone would finally set them free. Sienna had to stabilize the company first. Then she would deal with Vanessa. Sienna received the update while supervising Noah’s homework. She stepped onto the balcony. Owen’s call came through.

“It’s fine,” Sienna said lightly.

“Even if the contracts aren’t terminated, we’ve won.

Haven’t we?” Owen paused. Then it clicked. Their real goal was to isolate Vanessa. After Sienna’s social media post, both companies were in chaos. They were too busy with internal fires to target her. Many in the industry feared her dominance. If they boycotted her now, their artists would defect to Crownlight Entertainment. And her company was giving away Dovegg diamond rings. Every artist chased profit. No one would refuse free luxury. Suddenly, endorsement offers flooded in. Everyone wanted to collaborate with her again.

“Killing two birds with one stone. Well done.

I’ve filtered the endorsement invites. Made a first-round selection. You can choose from the shortlist,” Owen said.

“Now that Vanessa is out, it’s your time to shine.”

“Don’t worry. When she returns,

I’ll make sure she has nowhere left to go.” A dangerous smile touched her lips as she ended the call. Seconds later, Owen sent the list. Top brands from cosmetics, fashion, eyewear, and more.

His note followed:

[Amor Group’s shoot is at Evergreen Park.

Close to Crown Monarch Hotel. You’ll stay there overnight.] Sienna’s hand trembled slightly. Crown Monarch Hotel.

Five years had passed.

Could she face the ghosts of that night? Maybe she could find clues about what really happened. She steadied herself. Researched Amor Group. Amor was a luxury fashion powerhouse. Specialized in bridal wear. Their designers were elite, obsessive. Vanessa had been their ambassador. Vanessa had the figure of a goddess. The grace of a storybook princess. Her noble aura captivated millions. Sienna’s smile turned icy. She would replace Vanessa. No matter what. She told herself she was strong enough. Strong enough to survive one night at Crown Monarch Hotel.