Agnes squeezed Isabella's hand, her eyes glinting with calculation. "Tomorrow, at the Blackwood heiress's coming-of-age party, all the top figures in Elyndor will be there."
“Didn't that girl grow up in the countryside? With a face like that, growing up in a place like that and still managing to get back to the Wynn family... and with the way she seduced Mr. Nicholas, it's obvious she's done her fair share of shady things!"
"All you need is for the Wynn family to expose all of Serena's dirty secrets in public, maybe even sling some extra mud..."
Agnes's voice was full of temptation. "Just imagine... Serena, disgraced in front of everyone at an event like that. For the sake of the family's reputation, would the Lancasters still dare to acknowledge her as their true blood? Would Mr. Nicholas still want a woman with a ruined reputation, a filthy woman?"
"By then, wouldn't you be the only heiress to the Lancaster family? And the marriage alliance with the Blackwood family... wouldn't that fall to you?"
Isabella's eyes began to sparkle, as if she had been lost in darkness and had finally seen a single ray of hope.
Agnes pressed on, fanning the flames. "At Miss Blackwood's party, you must present yourself flawlessly. Strive to be the center of attention! Let Mr. Nicholas and everyone else see how exceptional you are, how elegant and noble. He will realize that a country bumpkin who can't be brought into polite society is completely unworthy of him! And then, everything will go back to the way it should be."
Isabella clenched her fists.
That's right!
Let someone else do the dirty work.
She could reap all the benefits while maintaining her good reputation. It was a win- win situation.
Isabella's eyes darted around. "Then... how should I guide the Wynn family?"
She didn't want to ruin her own image.
If something went wrong with the Wynns and they implicated her, she's be in trouble.
"I heard the Wynn family is on the verge of bankruptcy. They were chasing that girl around a while ago, hoping she'd help them out. But blooded as they come.
she's as cold
Now that she has her own wealthy parents, why would she care about the people who raised her?"
Agnes scoffed, her face a mask of disdain for Serena.
Then she patted Isabella's hand. "Miss Isabella, they're desperate. You already got to know Miss Wynn under the guise of jewelry design You can use that opportunity to give them a little taste of what you can offer, guide the conversation, and hint that you can help them through their current crisis..."
"Once they're indebted to you, you can casually mention how that girl stole Mr. Nicholas from you. The Wynn family to please you, they'll leap at the chance to tear her apart
like a pack of rabid dogs. All you have to do is sit back and enjoy the show!"
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Isabella's eyes grew brighter and brighter as she listened. She gripped Agnes's hand, excited. "Agnes, you're a genius! I don't know what I'd do without you!"
Agnes wiped a tear from the corner of Isabella's eye and smiled. "Of course... I will always be by your side."
***
Meanwhile.
After throwing Isabella out of her room, Serena's gaze fell on the gift box sitting on her desk.
With a flick of her finger, she opened it.
The soft, warm light of the room made the evening gown inside the box seem to burn like a raging fire.
That shade of red was like the finest silk plucked from a flame, a stunningly vibrant, almost dangerously beautiful color.
The dress wasn't a traditional tulle gown but a blend of dark red satin and delicate black lace, resembling a dark, exotic bloom amidst the fire.