Chapter 426 The Plan
Jack didn't get back until it was dark.
Siena couldn't leave Seb alone in the hospital, but being with him, possessing the intellect of a seven-year-old, left her feeling completely bewildered.
Just as she was about to step out for some air as night fell, Bradley showed up.
Bradley stormed out of the elevator, looking all stern and aggressive.
The second Siena saw him, she instinctively tried to bolt.
But it was too late. Bradley grabbed her arm and dragged her to the stairwell.
"Let go of me!" Siena struggled, scratching the back of Bradley's hand. "You're hurting me!"
Once in the stairwell, Bradley let go.
Siena stumbled, hitting the wall before she stopped.
She clutched her arm, glaring at Bradley. "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing?" Bradley snapped, standing right in front of her, eyes blazing. "I should be asking you that! What are you doing?"
Bradley approached, standing in front of her, his eyes nearly overflowing with fury.
"That's the question I should be asking you! What on earth are you doing?"
"What's wrong with Seb? Why's he in the hospital, and why's he acting like a seven-year-old? I told you to prepare his medicine; how did you mess it up? Did you follow my instructions?" Bradley bombarded her with questions.
Siena was stunned but shot back, "How should I know? I followed your instructions exactly. Now that something's gone wrong, I haven't even blamed you, and you're questioning me?"
Bradley grabbed her wrist again, pinning her against the wall. "At this point, you're still lying?"
Cornered, Siena had no choice but to come clean.
After hearing her out, Bradley shot her a vicious look and cursed, "Idiot, this is self-destructive!"
With that, Bradley let go and turned to leave.
Siena was momentarily stunned.
She chased after him, grabbing his shirt. "Mr. Vaughn, you must have a way, right? You're so capable; you must have a way to cure Seb, right?"
Bradley glanced at her, sneering. "How?"
"Just prescribe some medicine to restore Seb to his original state. This time, I promise to follow your instructions exactly, no more taking matters into my own hands," Siena pleaded.
"It's too late!" Bradley snapped.
"What do you mean?" Siena looked at him, confused.
Bradley pried her fingers off his shirt, straightening it.
"The doctor should've already told you, this kind of damage is irreversible. Once it's done, it's impossible for Seb to ever recover to his former self. Curing Seb now would be as hard as bringing someone back from the dead. Do you think Seb can be cured now?"
Siena stiffened, unable to process it.
Bradley glanced at her but didn't comfort her. He stepped aside, took out his phone, and reported the situation to Quentin.
After getting some instructions, Bradley responded and hung up.
He then walked back to Siena, calling, "Siena."
Siena snapped out of her daze, blinking rapidly
"Mr. Black said he doesn't believe Seb's intelligence has regressed to that of a seven-year-old," Bradley said, his voice tight with frustration.
He stepped closer, his eyes locking onto hers. "Now, tell me everything that happened today, and don't leave out a single detail!"
Siena shivered.
To be honest, she couldn't believe Seb had turned out this way either.
Everything that had happened felt surreal to her.
How could a perfectly fine person suddenly end up like this?
Bradley's words sparked a thought in Siena's mind.
She thought,'Could Seb be faking it?'
With no other options, Siena placed all her hopes on Bradley.
And even if Bradley couldn't help, there was still Quentin and the entire Black Family.
If Seb was indeed faking it, Bradley and his team would surely find a way to expose him.
Eagerly and in great detail, Siena recounted everything that had happened that day.
Bradley remained silent for quite a long time after listening.
Unable to hold back, Siena asked, "Does Mr. Black think Seb is pretending?"
Bradley glanced at her and smiled meaningfully. "To find out if he really become intellectually disabled, or just pretending, it's actually quite simple."
Siena asked curiously, "How?"
Bradley beckoned with his finger and demanded, "Come closer."
Siena hesitated but eventually leaned in.
Bradley wrapped an arm around her neck, his lips almost touching her ear, and as he spoke, his warm breath tickled her ear.
Bradley was so close, his arm so tight around her, that his hand nearly touched her chest.
The proximity and the posture made Siena feel somewhat violated.
But she didn't dare push Bradley away; after all, Bradley and Quentin were her only support and hope!
Without them, she was nothing.
Even staying by Seb's side would be a luxury.
Gritting her teeth, Siena endured.
When she heard Bradley's words, Siena's eyes widened in shock, whispering, "Will that work?"
Bradley looked down at Siena, eyes narrowing as he took in her outfit.
She'd chosen a low-cut V-neck dress today, and it hugged her chest in a way that showcased her ample cleavage.
From his angle, he had an unobstructed view, and he made no effort to hide his blatant staring.
With a mocking glint in his eye, Bradley taunted, "What's the matter? Can't bring yourself to do it?"
Siena's face twisted in conflict, her voice trembling as she said, "Isn't there another way? This is too cruel; I can't do it."
Bradley sneered, his fingers deliberately brushing across her chest, sending a shiver through Siena. She glared at him with a flushed face. "What are you doing?"
Bradley's eyes lingered on her chest, his tone indifferent. "What did I do?"
Siena, too embarrassed to pursue the matter, pretended he hadn't done it on purpose and brought the topic back. "Is there another way?"
Bradley impatiently frowned. "Either you try it, or you wait to die."
Siena shivered, finally gritting her teeth and agreeing. "Fine, I'll find a chance to test him!"
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