He Compared Me To My Father’s Mistress’s Daughter Chapter 06

He Compared Me To My Father’s Mistress’s Daughter Chapter 06

Cameron reached down, grabbed Damian by the collar, and hauled him off the ground. 

Damian stumbled backward and slammed into the wall. 

“I handed my sister to you. And this is how you took care 

of her?” 

He drove his fist into Damian’s face. 

“You pushed her off a building! Are you even human? How 

much did you put her through that she’d rather die than stay 

alive?” 

Damian’s head snapped to the side. His lip split. Blood 

seeped from the corner of his mouth. 

But he didn’t fight back. He just let Cameron unload on 

him. 

it!” 

Blow after blow. No mercy. 

A shriek cut through the hall. “What are you doing? Stop 

Cameron’s voice came out ice–cold. “Get lost.” 

Sienna’s eyes went red. 

A nurse stuck her head out of the OR and hissed, “We’re 

trying to save a patient in here. If you want to fight, do it 

somewhere else!” 

Both men went silent. 

Cameron sagged against the wall and shut his eyes. Tears 

streaked down his face. 

Sienna stood there, wringing the hem of her shirt in her fists. “Damian… you’re bleeding.” 

Revulsion twisted across his face. He jerked his head away from her hand. “Get out. Both of you, get the hell away from me!” 

Sienna bit her lip, looking wounded. 

She turned to Cameron, her voice thick with indignation. “Cam, what happened? Whatever it is, you had no right to hit him!” 

She never finished the sentence. 

Cameron’s hand clamped around her throat. 

Her eyes went wide. Instinctively, she clawed at his hand. Her nails carved red lines into his skin. He only squeezed harder. 

“Who the hell do you think you are to talk to me like that?” 

Her face went from red to purple. She opened her mouth, gasping for air, but nothing came out except strangled, wet sounds. Tears and snot smeared down her cheeks. 

His eyes went dark. 

“A bastard nobody even wanted. Your mother had no shame and neither do you.” 

“You think you matter? You think you get to talk to me like that?” 

Her eyes rolled back. Her body went limp. 

He let go with a cold laugh. 

Sienna hit the floor, gasping for air, a wreck of smeared 

makeup and tangled hair. 

Damian didn’t even glance at her. 

She sat there, shaking, sobbing, her nails digging into her palms. Pure venom pooled in her eyes. 

She thought about her mother. 

Her mother thought the same thing, bear a man’s child, and you win everything. She was Derek’s mistress for over a decade. No title. No respect. People talked behind her back for years. She clawed and fought to give birth to that baby, thinking she’d finally won. 

Then Derek wrote his will. Everything to Aria and 

Cameron. 

From that day on, Sienna swore she’d be stronger than her mother ever was. What her mother couldn’t steal, she would. What her mother couldn’t win, she’d take. 

So she went after Damian Vance. 

Damian was Aria’s lifeline. Without him, Aria was nothing. 

At first, Damian ignored her. That was fine. She had time. She didn’t believe in a man who wouldn’t cheat. 

She’d gotten pregnant before Aria ever could. So why was she still losing? 

The fury in her eyes burned hotter. 

That was when Damian spotted a familiar face, a doctor. He remembered now. The one Aria had begged him to send. 

The one he’d randomly waved off to help her mother. 

Damian blocked his path. “Doctor. That woman I sent you to treat earlier, how is she?” 

The doctor startled, brow furrowing as he tried to place the question. Then he sighed, deep and tired. 

“I’m sorry. She got help too late. By the time I got there, 

she was already gone. You have my condolences.”