Their Queen Returns novel Chapter 15

The next morning. Sienna made Vivian a bowl of chicken stew. The familiar taste brought

“It’s the weekend, so you don’t have work, right?” Sienna asked.

Vivian nodded, “Right.”

Cars to Vivian’s eyes.

“Good. We’re going back to the Hart’s residence,” Sienna said. “I’ve had it completely re–done. Your old room is gone. From now on, you’ll have the room next to mine. I even had them knock down the wall between them and put in a connecting door.”

Vivian’s heart swelled with warmth. Her sister knew everything. It was a good feeling.

Sienna had no intention of giving up the villa. It was their mother’s house, a symbol of their family. If her sisters didn’t like living there, she would tear it down and build a new one.

An image flashed in her mind: her mother in a red dress, her hair pinned up, pearl earrings catching the summer light. Her hand on Sienna’s head.

“Sienna, I want your life to be free, liyed on your own terms,” said Selina as she rubbed Sienna’s hair. “You are meant to stand above everyone. You are the heiress I have chosen. Don’t disappoint me.”

So, we’re going to live there from now on?” Vivian asked, a flicker of worry in her eyes. She was afraid of losing control again, of succumbing to her

fears.

Sienna ruffled her hair, her voice gentle but firm. “Vivian, you have to remember this: running away never solves anything. You have to face the darkness to stop being afraid of it.”

Looking into Vivian’s eyes, she continued. “From this day forward, for every ounce of pain they inflicted on you, we will exact ten pounds of vengeance. For every grievance you suffered, I will make them pay a thousand times over.”

Vivian stared at Sienna, her eyes shining like stars, completely captivated. “I understand,” she nodded.

As they left the apartment to meet Lana, who had been waiting downstairs, a man suddenly ran towards them.

“I was wrong!” he wailed, collapsing before Vivian. “Miss Hart, please, let me go! I’ll never look at you like that again. I shouldn’t have said those things! It’s my fault, and I deserve to be punished!”

He started slapping himself, hard. Vivian stared in shock. It was the landlord, but he was a complete wreck now. She had no idea what had happened to him.

“Vivian, from now on, you’re the landlady of this entire building,” Sienna said, gesturing Lana to bring over the deed. “Here’s the deed. It’s in your

name.”

Vivian’s eyes went wide. She stared at her name on the document in disbelief. She tried to hand it back, stuttering, “Sienna… why did you buy this building? I can’t take this, it’s yours.”

Sienna feigned annoyance. “If you refuse one more time, I’m going to get angry.”

She knew Vivian had lived here for seven years. This place was her refuge. Sienna believed it was her second home, and she should be able to come back whenever she wanted.

Vivian quickly took the deed back, her eyes

crinkling as a huge grin spread across her face. “Thank you, Sienna. You’re amazing!”

Sienna glanced down at the groveling landlord. “I know he’s been harassing you. I’ve already filed a police report, and they’ve opened a case. Vivian, all it takes is one word from you, and he goes to prison.”

Sienna didn’t look at Vivian. She wanted to see how her sister would react. Would she forgive this disgusting man, just as she had forgiven the girls

who bullied her?

She didn’t mention that the landlord had harassed many other young women, all of whom had also filed reports. The man was going to jail one way

or another.

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