Half-Hearted: Mr. Sinclair, Stop the Act!-Chapter 124: June Ewing Is Arrested

The afternoon sky was overcast, and Sienna Monroe had been staring out the window for an unknown length of time.

Ultimately, it was the sound of a text message alert that pulled her thoughts back.

Ding!

She turned her head to look at the phone charging on the bedside table, reached over and picked it up.

[June Ewing has been arrested and detained by the police at The Sterling Estate. Isaac Sinclair will hire a lawyer for her and find ways to reduce her charges.]

She paused, a hint of surprise spreading across her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

The police acted so quickly.

If this matter were to escalate, its impact would surely be like a drop of cold water falling into the scorching oil pan of the Imperial City’s elite.

And The Sterling Family would become the target of everyone’s criticism, and Isaac Sinclair would become the city’s laughing stock.

In this situation, Isaac Sinclair actually still wants to help June Ewing. Is he crazy?

No way!

What she wants is for June Ewing to never be able to turn things around.

If Isaac Sinclair helps June Ewing, then what has all her planning and effort been for?

A joke?

She lowered her gaze, contemplated for a moment, and after some reflection, realized there is seemingly only one person who can stop Isaac Sinclair from helping June Ewing.

Auntie Miller.

She definitely would not want Isaac Sinclair to further complicate things by helping June Ewing; she probably has her own motives in this matter.

As for what those motives are...

Sienna Monroe had a vague guess in her mind but couldn’t be completely sure.

After all, this matter carries risks and isn’t entirely beneficial for Kian Sinclair and Hector Sinclair.

She found Auntie Miller’s contact in her WeChat friends list and directly reminded her to beware of Isaac Sinclair helping June Ewing escape punishment.

Just as she clicked send, the hospital room door was pushed open, and Caleb Sinclair walked in with a dessert.

It was red bean paste with sweet rice dumplings.

He set up the folding dining table, opened the bag, and said gently, "Honey, have a taste."

Sienna Monroe met his affectionate eyes full of smiles.

It seemed Caleb Sinclair hadn’t heard about June Ewing’s arrest yet.

No wonder, it had just happened; it’s not like he could find out so quickly.

Naturally, she accepted the spoon, her face regaining that soft yet lifeless look.

She asked softly, "Where did you buy it?"

Caleb Sinclair said, "At the hospital entrance, see if the sweetness is right, and if you don’t like it, don’t force yourself."

"Mm."

She took a bite, the red bean paste was smooth and delicate, the rice dumplings were chewy and resilient.

They were delicious.

She gently nodded, "It’s fine."

"If you like it, I’ll buy it again tomorrow."

Caleb Sinclair said with a smile, but just as his words fell, his phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, told her to keep eating, and answered the call, "Dad."

Sienna Monroe heard this term, her hand suspended in mid-air paused again, her heart throbbing inexplicably.

She raised her eyes to scrutinize Caleb Sinclair’s face, unwilling to miss any subtle change.

Even though she couldn’t hear what was being said on the other end, she saw the smile and joy in Caleb Sinclair’s eyes freeze in that moment.

She didn’t know when the call ended; all she knew was that Caleb Sinclair kept the phone to his ear for over two or three minutes, then finally responded with a heavy "Got it," before lowering his hand.

She realized the situation, yet her vacant gaze hid a hint of worry and tension, she deliberately asked, "What’s wrong? Did the police investigation about the art gallery have results?"

Caleb Sinclair felt his throat dry up, his jawline tense.

A nerve in his head was as if picked open gently with a sharp blade, all the astonishment and shock exploded inside like brilliant fireworks.

The underground operation of Radiance Beauty Spa had been shut down.

Mom had been taken away too.

How could this happen?

It felt as though a vine was wrapped around his heart, squeezing his breath, his head felt heavy and dizzy.

Yet, in his eyes was Sienna Monroe’s pale face, and those bewildered, confused eyes, as if his heart was scorched by a branding iron.

It was a piercing pain.

The beauty spa was taken down, which means he and Sienna might also get implicated.

But with how Sienna is now, she can’t endure such a blow.

He held Sienna Monroe’s hand, forcing himself to swallow the metallic taste in his mouth, "No, it’s not that news, just a small issue at Radiance Beauty Spa."

This reaction...

Was indeed beyond Sienna Monroe’s expectations.

She showed just the right amount of surprise, asked a string of concerned questions, "What sort of issue? Is it serious? Or did the person who reported me have a hand in it?"

"It’s not serious, I can handle it." Caleb Sinclair said guiltily, "It’s just... I might not be able to stay with you in the hospital tomorrow."

Sienna Monroe paused, instinctively tightened her grip on his fingers, her eyes reflecting a tinge of affection.

Feeling her reliance, Caleb Sinclair’s heart softened, holding back the overwhelming emotions turning into waves within his chest, he gently comforted, "I’ll still have meals with you in the morning and evening."

Sienna Monroe shook her head, her voice quivered with a sob, "When you’re not here... I don’t want to stay in the hospital, I’m scared..."

Her reliance stemmed from a lack of security, especially since the hospital to her was indeed a source of pain.

Perhaps returning to a familiar environment would be more beneficial to her.

Going home to recuperate would also be fine.

Caleb Sinclair felt a touch of pain, squeezed her palm, and asked, "Should we be discharged tomorrow then? At home, Auntie Miller can accompany you."

Sienna Monroe hesitated briefly, then nodded slowly, "Okay."

That night, Caleb Sinclair did not mention anything about June Ewing in front of her.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, he went downstairs to handle the discharge procedures.

The phone beside the pillow suddenly chimed "Ding".

[At 9:30 this morning, the police will come to Moonlit Villa Estates to summon you to the police station for investigation.]

Sienna Monroe was stunned.

Summon?

But it made sense, the shares were just transferred to Caleb Sinclair last night, it’s not public knowledge, so she would naturally be investigated as a shareholder of Radiance Beauty Spa.

She pressed her lips together, opened WeChat, and scrolled to her chat with Sebastian Prescott, discreetly telling him: [June Ewing has been arrested, and Radiance Beauty Spa has been sealed off.]

Sebastian Prescott responded quickly: [I heard. In the morning, I’ll take the evidence you found to the police station.]

Talking to smart people has this advantage.

Saves trouble, no need to waste too much time explaining.

She would be summoned for investigation, and Sebastian Prescott, as her attorney, could submit evidence, making it reasonable and seamlessly clearing her of suspicion.