Their Queen Returns novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Sienna lazily crossed her arms, a playful glint in her cool, indifferent eyes. “It seems, Ms. Lambert, that my words still haven’t sunk in. I can have you thrown out on a whim. This is my house. I sleep where I want. Understood?”

Linda’s

face turned a pasty white, “How dare you!” she sputtered, speechless.

Sienna simply brushed past her, a faint, knowing grin tugging at her lips, as if daring the

sed stepmother to endure what was coming.

But then, when she stepped into her old room, she stopped dead. It was completely transformed. Everything that had been hers was gone. She whirled around and grabbed Linda’s arm.

“Where are my things?” she demanded.

Seeing Sienna’s fury, Linda felt a surge of triumph. She smirked and mouthed two words, “Burned them.”

Smack! Sienna’s hand landed straight on her face Linda shrieked as the blow sent her staggering. She crashed to the floor with a loud thud.

“Sienna, what do you think you’re doing?” hearing the commotion, Aiden came running. “Linda is your stepmother, my wife! Your mother has been dead for years. Why can’t I remarry?”

Father, you wound me,” Sienna replied as she saw Vivian peek out from her room. “I didn’t do a thing. I was just asking her a question, and she threw herself on the floor and slapped her own face. She’s trying to frame me.”

“You’re lying!” the blatant lie left Linda shaking with rage. She quickly turned to Aiden, begging, “Darling, look at my face! She’s the one who hit me. It was her!”

“I saw it too,” Vivian stepped out, backing her sister up. “Linda hit herself and tried to blame Sienna.”

“What nonsense are you talking about!” Linda‘ nearly burst a vein.

Aiden glanced between them, uncertain, but Sienna didn’t miss a beat. “Where are my things?” she demanded.

“In the storage room,” Aiden blurted. The icy fury in Sienna’s eyes made his stomach drop.

“I… I thought you were… The room was just sitting empty, so I let your stepsister move in,” he stammered, his voice softening under her stare. ‘Sienna, there are so many rooms in this house. Just pick another one.”

Sienna thought back to when her mother was alive. Her mother would go to work, and her father would stay home, cook for them, play with them.

She remembered how he’d once spent an entire week crafting a piece of art from autumn leaves just because she’d said she liked them. And now… he told her to pick another room when her own bedroom was occupied.

No wonder her sisters‘ hearts had turned to stone. Their father from the past was gone.

Sienna let out a bitter laugh. “Have you forgotten, Father? You’re the one who told me that because I was your first child, this room would always be mine. You’re the one who decorated it. You said that besides me, this room would never have another owner.”

The words struck a chord deep inside Aiden. For a moment, he was lost in a memory, his eyes unfocused.

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