The Wrong Woman

"Take Daniel's wife downstairs and lock her up. Guard her well and don't touch her. Understand? I want no traces that could lead the police to us," Alex commanded. "Yes, boss," the bodyguards replied in unison.

They approached Sienna and gestured politely, "Please, follow us."

They carefully avoided touching her.

Sienna gave Vivian one last scornful glance, believing Vivian deserved whatever was coming her way.

Before, all Sienna wished for was for Daniel to come to her rescue. But now, she prayed he would stay away, steer clear of the ship, and save himself from the deadly trap. She simply hoped Daniel would stay alive and not risk looking for her alone.

Sienna was locked in a room, guarded by several bodyguards stationed outside.

despair as she gazed out at the sea from the window. Feeling utterly helpless, she murmured, "Daniel, please don't come. I beg you.

a sharp pang through her, causing her to tremble and her breath

"Sweetie, let's face death together. There's nothing to fear. We won't take your dad with us this time, okay? He needs to stay

a speedboat slowly pulling away. Pressing her face against the glass, she watched intently, hoping it wasn't the speedboat bringing Daniel aboard the

boat accelerated, yet Sienna could still discern Alex's silhouette. Alex had rigged the cruise ship with traps and was lying in

the consequences. It seemed Vivian would be left to shoulder

her head and stared at the ring

door as anxiety clawed at her. Moments later, the sound of water gushing from the faucet

heart pounded as she rose and walked toward the room's exit. Just as she was about to knock on the door she hesitated. She reasoned that whatever danger awaited inside the bathroom couldn't