The Billionaire's Heir I Never Knew Was Mine

Chapter 152: I Found Sienna

Jimmy had no intention of stopping. He continued to vent his frustration with his eldest brother.

"She’s spent years cleaning up your mess. When you needed money, she helped. When people came looking for you, she handled them. When you were near death from your illness, she paid the medical bill. Every cent of it!"

But then—

He paused, took a long, deep sigh, then added, "And what did she get in return?"

Jacob hated this conversation because, deep down, he already knew the answer: nothing.

"Right... Right..." Jenny immediately joined in. Fresh tears welled in her eyes. "Now, my poor niece Sienna ran away from us. She cut ties with us completely."

Jimmy smiled coldly. "Jenny, come on, don’t pretend you’ve forgotten. You were part of Jacob’s plan to frame him!"

Jacob’s expression darkened at the mention of Sienna’s name. He knew he was in the wrong, but how could a daughter sever her bond with her father?

His hands slowly clenched into fists. Anger radiated from his eyes.

When he tried to say something in response, a loud metallic screech and a bang echoed from outside.

Everyone froze.

Another crash followed.

"Who? Why force open the front gate!?" Jenny muttered, looking toward the door.

"Maybe, your daughter...?" Jimmy asked, looking toward the door.

"No. No." Jenny shook her head. "That can’t be Debby. She was hanging out with her friends..."

Jacob immediately rose from his chair and headed toward the door, but when he opened it, a terrible feeling settled in his stomach.

He saw several men wearing black uniforms and dark sunglasses enter the property.

His shock still hadn’t subsided; seeing another familiar man enter caused him to freeze in place.

"Bo-Boss Juan?" Jacob’s voice came out much weaker than he intended. Fear rushed through him as the man approached. "What are you doing here?"

The living room suddenly felt smaller as those people entered the house. A heavy silence settled over the room, squeezing the air from everyone’s lungs. The group of men dressed in black spread out behind Boss Juan without a word. Their expressionless faces and imposing presence made the small living room feel more like a prison than a family home.

Jacob and the others did not dare to move or speak.

The atmosphere only grew colder when Boss Juan casually walked toward the single sofa and sat down as though he owned the place.

Meanwhile, Jacob, Jenny, and Jimmy remained standing where they were. Not because they wanted to. Because they were too afraid to do otherwise.

Jenny’s face had gone pale. Jimmy stood stiffly beside her, his jaw tight and his hands clenched at his sides. Even Jacob, who was always quick to speak, found himself struggling to speak.

For several long seconds, silence filled the room.

Boss Juan slowly glanced around the living room before finally settling his gaze on Jacob.

"Jacob—" Finally, he spoke. His voice wasn’t loud. Yet every person in the room felt their body tense. He added, "This is the final day I can give you."

His gaze remained fixed on Jacob.

"Either you move out of this house today, or you can choose how you want to die."

The words landed like a hammer.

Jenny immediately covered her mouth in shock, and a sob escaped before she could stop it. Her eyes filled with tears as she grabbed Jacob’s sleeve with trembling hands, silently begging him to do something, anything, to help them with this matter.

A genuine panic appeared on Jacob’s face. He clasped his hand before pleading.

"Bo-Boss Juan... Could you please give my siblings and me one more day to pack our things?"

His voice cracked slightly. "We can’t move today. Please help me..."

Boss Juan stared at him. The silence that followed felt endless. But then he laughed. The sound carried no humor whatsoever. It sounds cold, mocking, and cruel.

"A few days ago," Boss Juan said, "you asked for more time because we couldn’t find your daughter." His smile vanished. "And now you’re asking for more time again."

The room became even quieter.

"I don’t believe you anymore, Jacob..."

Jacob swallowed hard. Cold sweat formed on his forehead. Still, he forced himself to continue. "I didn’t say we won’t move. We can move, but..." he said carefully.

Then he took a deep breath before finishing his words, "But you need to buy this place at the normal market price."

The moment the words left his mouth, the expressions of several men behind Boss Juan darkened.

Boss Juan slowly tilted his head.

"Buy?" His voice rose slightly.

The single word alone was enough to make Jenny flinch. Jimmy’s expression paled. Jacob’s hand trembled slightly.

"Even if I took this entire house," Boss Juan continued, "it still wouldn’t cover your debt and the interest you owe me."

Jacob’s eyes widened. He clearly didn’t believe what he’d heard. "What? Boss Juan, what do you mean?" Disbelief filled his face as he continued his words, "No way. We can’t leave without—"

Bang!

Boss Juan suddenly slammed his fist onto the coffee table. The loud impact echoed throughout the living room. The table shook violently.

The room fell completely silent once again. No one dared to continue speaking. No one dared to breathe too loudly.

Boss Juan slowly rose from the sofa. His face was no longer calm. It was much worse. His expression had become terrifyingly cold.

He stared directly at Jacob.

Every word that followed felt like a death sentence.

"Unless you find your daughter and bring her to me..." His voice was low, sneaky, and dangerous. "...you can forget about keeping this house."

The threat hung heavily in the air.

Jacob tried to speak, but no words came out. He simply gritted his teeth in fear and annoyance.

Then—

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening could be heard again, and a rush of footsteps echoed from the entrance.

"Mom, Mom..." A hurried girl’s voice from outside. "I found Sienna. She works at the Imperial Hotel—"