The Wrong Woman

Sienna knew what Vivian was implying. It turned out that Vivian was simply another pawn in Alex's game.

"Was it you who ordered your men to cripple my husband and toss him into the ocean?" Sienna asked, struggling to contain her rage.

With a sneer, Alex said, "I killed him and thought he was dead. I never imagined he'd survive, let alone return to his post and continue to thwart my plans."

Panic washed over Sienna. It appeared that the drug lord Daniel had been pursuing was, in fact, a woman—a formidable one of that. Worry gnawed at Sienna as she pondered whether Daniel would be endangered if he came to her rescue.

Alex settled back onto the couch, reached for the wine on the table, and took a sip. Through clenched teeth, she asked, "Do you know how much money Daniel has cost me over the years?" Sienna stayed silent.

Meanwhile, Vivian was gripped by panic and at a loss for what to do next. She felt an overwhelming urge to flee.

"I've lost at least 50 billion," Alex said. Her face twisted with rage as she glared at the liquid swirling in the glass.

Her breath quickened and she continued venomously, "First, he infiltrated my ranks, taking out my men one by one and sabotaging my business.

blow after blow to my business. I'll be the one who ends up dead if I don't kill

your end at Vivian's hands after all, with a single gunshot. No one will defile your body and no drugs will be involved. It'll be

her knees before Alex. "Alex, are you setting me up to take the

as she said, "Didn't you agree to

"I-I did but I don't want to die!

kill him. I

die, Alex!" Vivian pleaded

her voice soft and reassuring. "Don't be scared sweetheart. Nobody wants to die. But you chose this path, and there's

Daniel anymore. I won't kill them..." Vivian's voice faltered, her face pale

phone, unlocked it, and sent a

to Vivian, who checked

with me. If you want to see her alive, come meet us alone on a speedboat. Leave the police and any weapons behind.