Chapter 320: True Origins and Family

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: True Origins and Family

After giving Ian Prescott a brief rundown, Julian Forrester hung up the phone. Whether Sienna was related to the Prescott family would be found out soon. Just in case, it was better to wait for concrete results before telling her.

Julian turned and returned to the bedroom, finding Sienna Everett still chatting and laughing on the phone with Isabelle Sutton. How long had they been talking? Did they really have that much to say? Furrowing his brows slightly, Julian shot Sienna a glance on the bed and turned to head into the bathroom for a shower.

He took off his clothes, revealing his well-defined abs. His waistline was lean and powerful, displaying a sexy, elegant sense of strength and beauty. As the hot water washed down, the curling mist blurred the space around him.

After his shower, Julian stepped out in a bathrobe. His hair wasn’t completely dry yet; damp black strands fell over his forehead, making his fair skin stand out even more. His gaze shifted toward Sienna Everett on the bed. Great. She still wasn’t off the phone.

Julian narrowed his eyes slightly and walked over. Sienna and Isabelle were so engrossed in their conversation that she didn’t even notice his approach. Julian leaned over, the collar of his bathrobe hanging loose, and tapped Sienna’s head.

"What’s wrong?" Sienna Everett looked up suspiciously, only to be met with the sight of the man’s open bathrobe collar, plunging right into a boundless, tempting view of his chest.

Julian merely pointed at her phone.

Figuring he needed something, Sienna said a few quick words to Isabelle Sutton before hanging up. Then, her mischievous little claws reached out to touch his sexy, straight collarbones. "What’s the matter?"

Julian glanced at her wandering hands and expressionlessly swatted them away.

Sienna instantly froze, her eyes widening. "Is he not letting me touch him?" she wondered. "He actually refuses to let me touch him?!"

"Why did you swat me away?" Sienna Everett stared at him, looking completely incredulous at his act of being a chaste and untouchable man.

"You talked to Isabelle Sutton for so long. Do you have that much to say to me?" Julian’s tone was flat, carrying a hint of sour resentment.

Sienna Everett was speechless. "Why does he sound like a neglected, resentful husband?" she wondered. She cleared her throat, blinking in confusion. "Why do I feel like... you’re vying for my attention?"

Julian didn’t shy away from it. Standing by the bed, he looked down at her. "Yes, I’m jealous."

Sienna joked, "Haha, you’re such a monster. A green-eyed one, at that."

"?" Julian’s face remained placid, though his eyelid twitched imperceptibly. He didn’t make a sound.

After delivering that terrible joke, Sienna saw his lack of reaction and figured he was rendered speechless by how bad it was. The man had very long eyelashes. As his thick lashes lowered, the warm overhead light cast a faint shadow beneath his eyes. For some reason, the way he lowered his eyelashes really struck a chord with her.

Her claws started getting restless again. Unable to resist the urge to touch him, she hurriedly humored him, "Alright, alright, you’re jealous. What now?"

"Sweet-talk me," Julian said.

Sienna blinked once, then blinked again. Then, she opened her arms and threw herself into a hug. "That’s easy! It’s just sweet-talking you, right? I’ll do it however you want! Come here, let me feel you up first!"

Julian was speechless.

The next day, they returned to Veridian Gardens.

When Keith Sterling came over, he saw Sierra speaking to his brother in a soft, gentle voice. He had simply never seen her act so tenderly before.

Fascinated, Keith asked, "What are you two..."

Sienna Everett casually poured Julian a glass of water while answering Keith, "Your brother is throwing a tantrum. I’m coaxing him."

Keith was dumbfounded. What the hell? His brother was throwing a tantrum? Terrified, he gulped and looked at his brother in utter disbelief. Why did it feel like their couple dynamics had completely flipped?

Julian gave him a nonchalant glance. Keith immediately snapped his gaping mouth shut. Fine, fine, couple’s roleplay—he understood!

Keith took the initiative to pour himself a glass of water. Of course, he didn’t dare ask his brother to pour it, and he certainly didn’t dare ask Sierra to do it. If his brother saw that, wouldn’t he beat him to a pulp? Just as he finished pouring, a flash caught the corner of his eye. He spotted the ring on Sienna Everett’s ring finger and instantly cried out, "Sierra, your hand!"

Sienna Everett glanced at her own hand, knowing he had noticed the ring. The corners of her bright eyes lifted slightly. "Your brother put it on me yesterday."

Keith’s eyes widened. Damn, a proposal? It made sense now. No wonder his brother hadn’t let him tag along when he wanted to go out and play yesterday; he had been planning a proposal! Thank goodness he hadn’t forced his way in and ruined his brother’s big moment! But wait, hadn’t his brother and Sierra already gotten their marriage certificate a long time ago? Why propose now?

Keith’s quick-witted little brain instantly figured it out. Ah, his brother really couldn’t bear to slight Sierra in the least. Every step that should be taken was going to be taken!

Keith was absolutely delighted, grinning like a village idiot. "AWW, that’s great! That’s wonderful! Why do I feel even more excited than if I were getting married myself? Wait a minute, who am I kidding? I don’t even have a girlfriend..." BOOHOO, suddenly he felt so sad!

Sienna Everett had originally wanted to sweet-talk Julian Forrester a little longer, but she received a call from Director Jarvis at The National Museum. He said a vandalized ancient tomb had been discovered in Gamber, and professionals were currently conducting a protective excavation. The tomb contained some bronze ware, and they wanted Sienna to help decipher the inscriptions on them. There were also some silk fabrics, but they were so old that touching them directly would likely cause them to disintegrate. If they crumbled, a thousand-year-old artifact would be lost forever. They wanted to consult Sienna to see if there was any way to handle them.

Sienna chatted with Director Jarvis for a while, but without seeing the specific situation, she couldn’t make a proper analysis. Therefore, she decided to make a trip there herself. Fortunately, Gamber wasn’t terribly far. If she left now and flew back at night, it wouldn’t interfere with her meeting the Prescott Family parents tomorrow. Sienna informed Julian.

Julian wasn’t comfortable letting her go alone. He stood up and said, "I’ll go with you."

Sienna smiled. "No need to go to all that trouble. I’ll be back tonight."

Seeing his brother acting like such a worried husband, Keith raised his hand and volunteered, "Julian, I’ll go with Sierra! It just so happens I have some friends in Gamber anyway, so I can go see them!"

Julian pondered for a moment before agreeing. Sienna and Keith took a flight to Gamber together.

In the afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Prescott arrived in Aethelburg. Javier and Ian Prescott picked up their parents and took them to the presidential suite on the top floor of their hotel.

Although Mr. Prescott was getting on in years, he had a commanding presence. Traces of his formidable days dominating the business world in his youth were still faintly visible between his brows. Mrs. Prescott was very well-maintained. Her skin was fair, with very shallow wrinkles. Although she was a wealthy madam who had never had to lift a finger for household chores, she wasn’t bossy at all; instead, she exuded an elegant and approachable aura.

"Ian, ever since Sienna agreed to meet with us, I’ve been so nervous and excited that I haven’t slept well. Do I look too haggard right now?" Mrs. Prescott checked herself in the mirror and asked her second son worriedly.

Why didn’t she ask her eldest son? Because Javier was simply too aloof. If she asked him a question like this, he wouldn’t even manage to squeeze out a ten-word answer.

Ian chuckled. "Mom, you don’t look haggard at all. You’re as beautiful as ever!"

Mr. Prescott shook his head and sighed. "I told you not to be nervous, but you still got so anxious you couldn’t even sleep."

Mrs. Prescott immediately threw him under the bus. "I just couldn’t sleep, but you were so nervous you couldn’t even eat!"

Mr. Prescott, who had been ruthlessly exposed, was left speechless.

Ian and Javier exchanged a look. Well, the two elders were certainly taking this meeting with Sienna very seriously.

As Mrs. Prescott kept talking, her mood deflated. "Last time we did the DNA test, I thought Sienna was our lost little daughter. Unfortunately, Dr. Dunn’s results showed otherwise. Sigh, I really do like Sienna so much..."

Ian narrowed his eyes. Last night, Julian Forrester had called him to say that Theodore Dunn was suspicious, and Ian had already relayed this information to his older brother. Actually, for Theodore Dunn to become the Prescott family’s long-term private doctor, his background had definitely been investigated. At the very least, he was clean on the surface. But thinking back on it, the two DNA tests they had done with Sienna had both gone through Theodore’s hands. If they wanted to verify whether Theodore was playing tricks behind the scenes, it was simple. They just needed to do another DNA test with Sienna using a different doctor to know the real results. This was what he and his older brother had come up with last night.

Javier glanced at Ian, signaling him to speak up.

Ian gave a slight nod, then said, "Mom, Dad, I know you really like Sienna. Javier and I like Sienna a lot too, and we hope she’s our sister, but the DNA results that Dr. Dunn produced..."

Recalling the previous two tests, which both showed that Sienna Everett had no relation to the Prescott family, Mrs. Prescott’s eyes filled with regret. "Even though I’ve only seen Sienna’s photos, I’ve always felt an indescribable sense of closeness with her. It’s just a pity she has no blood relation to us."

Mr. Prescott was also full of regret. "Perhaps we’re just not fated to be a family with Sienna."

Seizing the opportunity, Javier said, "Mom, Dad, when we meet with Sienna tomorrow, we can do another DNA test."

Hearing this, astonishment flooded Mrs. Prescott’s eyes. "Another one?"