The wrong Woman novel by Ginny Not Genie novel Chapter 832

"Take Daniel's wife downstairs and lock her up. Guard her well and don't touch her. Understand? I want no traces that could lead the police to us," Alex commanded.

"Yes, boss," the bodyguards replied in unison.

They approached Sienna and gestured politely, "Please, follow us."

They carefully avoided touching her.

Sienna gave Vivian one last scornful glance, believing Vivian deserved whatever was coming her way.

Before, all Sienna wished for was for Daniel to come to her rescue. But now, she prayed he would stay away, steer clear of the ship, and save himself from the deadly trap. She simply hoped Daniel would stay alive and not risk looking for her alone.

Sienna was locked in a room, guarded by several bodyguards stationed outside.

As the minutes passed, her anxiety escalated. She felt a wave of despair as she gazed out at the sea from the window. Feeling utterly helpless, she murmured, "Daniel, please don't come. I beg you. Don't try to save me."

Sienna's heart ached, throbbing painfully. The thought of Daniel being shot as soon as he set foot on the ship sent a sharp pang through her, causing her to tremble and her breath to catch in her throat. Tears flowed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

She lowered her head and touched her lower abdomen, speaking tearfully, "Sweetie, let's face death together. There's nothing to fear. We won't take your dad with us this time, okay? He needs to stay alive and continue to thrive."

With a deep breath, she gathered her courage and edged closer to the bathroom. Trying to dispel her fear, she reassured herself that it was probably just a broken pipe or something. After all, it was daytime, and ghosts weren't real.

Her breathing became shallow, her palms slick with sweat, and her legs nearly buckled as she slowly turned the handle. After pushing the door open, she didn't dare to enter but instead peered cautiously into the bathroom.

The bathroom was empty, yet the faucet was on and water spilled endlessly into the sink. Sienna wondered who could have turned it on. The atmosphere felt eerie.

Taking a deep breath to steel her nerves, she stepped into the bathroom to shut off the faucet. Suddenly, as she looked into the mirror, she noticed a section of the ceiling was missing. Her face went pale. She spun around and stumbled back against the sink, her eyes drawn upward to the hole in the ceiling.

Then, a rustling sound from behind the shower curtain made her heart leap. Before she could scream, a dark figure burst forth and clamped a hand over her mouth. Her cries were muffled, her face turned deathly pale, and her eyes widened with terror as she met the intruder's gaze.