Five Years Up I Reveal I'm The Richest He Kneels And Begs novel Chapter 20

Adrian read

every article, every headline, every caption about her and Alexander.

Each word burned into his heart like a hot brand pressed to flesh.

He saw the way Alexander looked at Sienna in those photos, the way they stood side by side–so perfectly matched it made him sick.

His office paid the price again. Everything within reach was smashed to pieces. Jealousy and despair gnawed at his sanity like venomous snakes.

He couldn’t accept it. Sienna was his–she could only ever be his.

How could she smile at another man? How could she even think about marrying someone else?

After one business gala, he lost control completely.

He tore away from his assistant and security guards, sprinting toward the hotel motorcade like a

man possessed. He found her car instantly–the unmistakable sleek Maybach that always

followed her.

He slammed his hands against the window, shouting her name.

The window lowered, revealing Sienna’s faintly furrowed brows and those icy, emotionless eyes.

“Sienna, don’t marry him! Please, don’t marry anyone else!” His voice was raw and broken, his eyes bloodshot and wild. “Give me another chance–just one. I know I was wrong. I’ll spend my life making it right. I’ll give you everything–Prescott Enterprises, all of it! Just… don’t leave

His words tumbled out in a desperate mess–pleading, frantic, almost delusional.

Sienna looked at him with open disgust, her gaze as cold and detached as ever.

When she finally spoke, her tone was flat, her words like shards of glass.

“Adrian Prescott, the way you are now only makes me sick. Move.”

1. me.

The moment her voice fell, the Sloane Guards stepped forward, gripping Adrian by the arms and dragging him away from the car with unyielding force.

He struggled, shouting her name, but the car sped off into the night without hesitation, disappearing into the darkness.

He stood there, hollow and trembling, letting out a raw, broken roar that echoed through the empty street like a wounded animal.

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But fate, as always, had its cruel sense of timing.

Days later, Sienna left for a nearby city to inspect a major investment project. On her way back,

disaster struck.

Her convoy was traveling along the highway when a heavy truck suddenly veered out of control and rammed into her Maybach head–on.

The impact was catastrophic. The armored car twisted, flipped, and smashed through the guardrail, rolling into the embankment.

News of the crash spread like wildfire–reaching both the Sloane estate and those who had been keeping an anxious eye on her.

At that very moment, Adrian was in the middle of an emergency board meeting that could decide

Prescott Enterprises‘ fate.

His phone rang once.

He answered, heard a few words–and his face went white as chalk.

In an instant, he shot up from his chair, knocking over a glass of water. Without a word, he bolted out of the room, leaving a room full of stunned executives behind.

He drove like a madman, speeding through every red light, ignoring every horn, his only thought

to reach her.

When he arrived, the crash site was chaos. Red and blue lights flashed through the night. Rescue

crews were shouting over the noise, metal groaning, flames hissing.

And there–crushed and mangled beyond recognition–was the Maybach he knew too well.

His heart stopped.

Inside, he caught a glimpse of her–Sienna–her face pale, blood streaking down from her

forehead, motionless in the back seat.

“Sienna!” he screamed, his voice tearing through the noise.

He lunged forward, but a firefighter caught him. “Sir, it’s dangerous! The car’s leaking fuel–it

could explode any second!”

“Get out of my way!” Adrian roared, breaking free with inhuman strength. He threw himself at the wreckage, clawing at the twisted door with his bare hands.

He could see her face now–too still, too fragile. Blood kept dripping from her temple. Her breaths

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were shallow, almost gone.

“Sienna… hold on… I’m here… don’t be scared,” he whispered, his voice trembling. His fingers were torn and bleeding as he fought to pry open the warped metal.

The rescue team brought over hydraulic tools and began cutting. Every second felt endless. The air reeked of gasoline.

At last, the door gave way with a screech.

“Quick! Get her out! It’s going to blow!” someone yelled.

Without thinking, Adrian reached in, careful of the sharp edges, and pulled her limp body into his

arms.

He staggered backward, carrying her out of the wreck.

And then-

BOOM!

A deafening explosion split the night sky. A massive fireball erupted, and the shockwave hurled them both through the air.

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