I Was A Cold‑Blooded Gold Digger, But I Pretended To Bow Out Gracefully Chapter 05

I Was A Cold‑Blooded Gold Digger, But I Pretended To Bow Out Gracefully Chapter 05

Felix frowned and reached for the remote.

Daisy lunged forward and pressed down on his hand, her voice shaking.

“Mr. Sterling, don’t watch! I’m sure Sienna had her reasons. I don’t blame her…”

Her eyes reddened at exactly the right moment, tears hanging on her lashes, about to fall.

In the past, Felix would have softened.

But now, all he could think about was the way Sienna had looked at him yesterday.

Calm. Cold. Like she was looking at a stranger.

In five years, she had fought, cried, competed for his attention, and acted spoiled.

But she had never looked at him like that.

That look made his chest feel empty, like something slipping through his fingers that he couldn’t catch.

He was used to controlling everything. Naturally, he hated this feeling.

“Let go.”

Daisy flinched at the coldness in his voice.

Felix moved her hand away and pressed play.

The moment the screen lit up, he instinctively pulled out his phone and called his assistant.

“Where’s Sienna?”

The assistant sounded confused. “Ms. Vance? One moment, Mr. Sterling.”

A moment later, he reported. “I checked. Ms. Vance has already boarded a flight to New York.”

“The ticket was booked last night.”

Felix’s fingers tightened around the phone.

He remembered that night, Sienna standing in the kitchen with a shocking burn across her arm.

And she hadn’t made a sound.

His original plan had just been to scare her.

Daisy said Sienna had grown up without love, so she needed a lesson to make her obedient.

He had even arranged two bodyguards to wait downstairs.

Sienna’s father could never have taken her away. Everything was under his control.

He only wanted her to soften, to throw herself into his arms with reddened eyes like before, saying “I was

wrong.”

But she didn’t say anything.

On the screen, Sienna stood at the stove, adding honey to the hangover soup with practiced ease.

Her voice came through the speakers with a deliberately light laugh.

“He doesn’t like sour. Add more honey to the hangover soup.”

Daisy’s face went pale for a second.

The footage clearly showed Sienna pouring the soup into a bowl and handing it over steadily.

Then Daisy reached out, grabbed her wrist, and used the momentum to fall heavily backward.

The hot soup tipped over, splashing all over Sienna’s arm.

She let out a muffled cry and bent over in pain.

Meanwhile, Daisy sat down hard on the floor, pretending to be the victim.

Felix’s breath stopped for a second.

The footage kept playing.

Sienna crouched on the kitchen floor, running cold water over the burn on her arm, moving gently, as if afraid

to make a sound.

She kept her head down, her shoulders trembling slightly.

But she didn’t cry out loud.

Felix remembered carrying Daisy away without even looking back at her.

He remembered sending medicine, but telling the assistant it was for Daisy.

Felix’s face went pale.

“Mr. Sterling, I, I just loved you too much.”

Daisy’s voice came from behind him, soft and trembling.

“I was afraid she’d take you from me. I’ve never had a sense of security. Mr. Sterling, I know I was wrong…”

Felix didn’t turn around.

He suddenly found it ridiculous.

The woman crying prettily in front of him had just been desperately trying to stop him from watching the footage.

And he had believed her.

He had believed a woman he’d known for less than two months, and hurt someone who had been with him

for five years.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a manila envelope on the coffee table.

Felix picked it up and took out the documents inside.