The Wrong Woman

Sienna knew what Vivian was implying. It turned out that Vivian was simply another pawn in Alex's game.

"Was it you who ordered your men to cripple my husband and toss him into the ocean?" Sienna asked, struggling to contain her rage.

With a sneer, Alex said, "I killed him and thought he was dead. I never imagined he'd survive, let alone return to his post and continue to thwart my plans."

Panic washed over Sienna. It appeared that the drug lord Daniel had been pursuing was, in fact, a woman—a formidable one of that. Worry gnawed at Sienna as she pondered whether Daniel would be endangered if he came to her rescue.

Alex settled back onto the couch, reached for the wine on the table, and took a sip. Through clenched teeth, she asked, "Do you know how much money Daniel has cost me over the years?" Sienna stayed silent.

Meanwhile, Vivian was gripped by panic and at a loss for what to do next. She felt an overwhelming urge to flee.

"I've lost at least 50 billion," Alex said. Her face twisted with rage as she glared at the liquid swirling in the glass.

Her breath quickened and she continued venomously, "First, he infiltrated my ranks, taking out my men one by one and sabotaging my business.

"Then, he took it further by persistently targeting me, dealing blow after blow to my business. I'll be the one who ends up dead if I don't kill him. I'll ensure your death isn't too gruesome."

Raising an eyebrow, Alex turned to Sienna and said slowly, "You and Daniel will meet your end at Vivian's hands after all, with a single gunshot. No one will defile your body and no drugs will be involved. It'll be clean and simple so the police won't suspect a thing about me."

Overwhelmed by panic, Vivian got to her knees before Alex. "Alex, are you setting me up to take the fall?"

Alex caressed Vivian's chin, her voice sly yet gentle as she said, "Didn't you agree to kill Daniel for me?"

Vivian's voice shook with fear. "I-I did but I don't want to die! How could I possibly dare to kill him without your backing?"

Alex patted Vivian's cheeks and said, "I have plenty of men who could kill him. I wouldn't even need you if I weren't afraid of his brother. Get a grip."

"I don't want to die, Alex!" Vivian pleaded and cried out of fear.

Alex wiped Vivian's tears away, her voice soft and reassuring. "Don't be scared sweetheart. Nobody wants to die. But you chose this path, and there's nothing more I can do for yout."

"I-I won't kill Daniel anymore. I won't kill them..." Vivian's voice faltered, her face pale with fear.

With a smile, Alex quietly picked up Vivian's phone, unlocked it, and sent a message to Daniel. Vivian watched Alex in panic.

Later, Alex returned the phone to Vivian, who checked the message that had just been sent.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

"Daniel, your wife is here with me. If

you want to see her alive, come

meet us alone on a spe weap.ne

Leave the police and any weapons behind. It's just you that we want."

The message included a photo of Sienna and their location.

Terrified, Vivian glanced up at Alex.

Alex crossed her legs and leaned back into the couch. She said nonchalantly, "Once Daniel boards the ship, my snipers will eliminate him. His wife will join him in death."

"What about me?" Vivian asked. Her face was ghostly white.

Alex offered a smile in response.

A chill ran through Vivian. Eventually, she was trapped in the fate of being a pawn and was forced to shoulder the blame.

She collapsed to the ground and wept bitterly, consumed by regret as the full weight of reality settled upon her.