"She's your wife, so what you mean is, she sold herself to you? What era are we living in? Your wife is your property, so you can beat and scold her at will?"
Out of nowhere, a cool and sharp female voice rang out.
It was Sienna Summers who had arrived.
Behind her were two tall, burly bodyguards.
Unlike the corporate security personnel, these two were professional bodyguards.
Assigned to Sienna by Oliver Charles, they protected her in the shadows and rarely revealed themselves.
Now, as the two stood in front of Austin, an intimidating aura filled the space.
Austin, who had been acting arrogant, immediately wilted.
His gaze flickered as he asked Sienna, "And who are you?"
"I'm Naomi Jefferson's boss," Sienna replied, her expression calm and indifferent.
"Ms. Summers." Naomi walked to Sienna's side, her reddened eyes casting downward as she softly called out.
Sienna patted her hand with an encouraging smile.