The Wrong Woman

Sienna hesitated for a moment, casting a glance back at Mila.

Mila pushed Sienna toward the door. "Quick. Go on."

"All right. I'll leave now," Sienna said, picking up her pace to catch up with Daniel.

They stepped outside and got into the car. Later, Sienna gave Daniel the address.

During the drive, Sienna kept her gaze fixed out of the window. The atmosphere in the car was heavy with tension.

Daniel sneakily looked at her several times, seeing how distant she seemed throughout the journey.

"Is there something urgent?" Daniel couldn't help but ask, his concern evident in his voice.

Sienna responded with a hum.

"Do you need any help?" he asked again.

"No, thank you."

Silence settled between them once more. Eventually, the car pulled up before a large building. Sienna unfastened her seatbelt and stepped out of the car.

her gratitude. "Thank you. You don't have to wait for me. You can

door and hurried toward

settled in his heart as he watched Sienna's fading figure. Concern flooded him as he glanced up at the imposing building again. If Sienna hadn't been right before him, he could've ignored her affairs and refrained from asking about her. But now, with her so close,

Sienna and her editor sat on the couch, examining the two books in

unpleasant. He angrily jabbed at

plagiarism. If you're going

closed the books and took a deep breath to suppress her anger. "When was the

leaning back on the couch. "Three months before

author

is, the author's book was published three months before yours. you accuse the author of plagiarism,

know I've been working on this story for a long time. I saved my drafts for

tone a bit. "Sienna, no one will believe you

should we do

to compromise. She despised plagiarists and refused to tolerate their

want our company to recall all your published books and for you to post a public apology on

take this to court," Sienna