Boarding the private jet.
Serena set her canvas bag aside and was just about to close her eyes to rest.
Suddenly, something came to mind.
She pulled out her phone and shot Nicholas a text: [Taking off.]
He replied almost instantly: [Turn your phone on as soon as you land. I've already arranged people in the United Realmon States. If you run into any trouble, go straight to them.]
Serena: "..."
This man... really.
Serena felt a wave of helplessness, but the corners of her lips tugged up in an involuntary smile.
United Realmon States, International Airport.
The private jet touched down smoothly.
Serena grabbed her canvas bag, pulled a baseball cap over her head, and strolled out of the VIP terminal with a laid-back, indifferent expression.
The bustling international airport was intensely crowded, a loud mixture of various languages echoing through the halls.
Isabella glared at Serena's aloof back, her hands balled tightly as a wave of fury washed over her, her eyes glinting with venom.
Earlier on the plane, since they were surrounded by Lancaster family staff, she had deliberately played the role of the sweet, caring sister, constantly fussing over Serena.
But Serena had completely ignored her, even going so far as to tell her to shut up.
It had thoroughly embarrassed her in front of the flight attendants.
That damn country bumpkin. Did she really think she actually wanted to talk to her?
Hah.
Now they were in a foreign country. This hick didn't speak the language and knew nothing about the area. She would eventually have to come begging for help! Besides, in just a moment...
Their grandparents' butler would be arriving to pick them up.
Serena was bound to make a total fool of herself!
Isabella let out a cold laugh. She smoothed out the skirt of her latest-season designer dress and followed behind with elegant, measured steps.
Exiting the VIP terminal.
An elderly man with graying hair, dressed in a classic British tailcoat, immediately stepped forward. He
offered a respectful gentlemanet
bow insabella's direction. "Ms Isabella, the Master and Madam have been waiting for you for quite some time."
Seeing Serena completely sidelined, Isabella finally felt the satisfaction of triumphing over her.
She beamed a sugary-sweet smile and walked up to the butler, her voice sickeningly soft. "Edmund, it's been so long. I've missed you so much."
"Thank you for your kind thoughts, Ms. Isabella," Edmund said with a refined smile. "The Master and Madam have been talking about you non-stop. Shall we get going?"
Isabella cast a sidelong glance at Serena. Her lips curved slightly, but she managed to feign the perfect amount of concern. "Edmund, you came to pick up both me and my sister. How could you forget her?"
Edmund narrowed his eyes, following Isabella's gaze to the girl standing nearby.
The girl was dressed in a simple white t-shirt and pants, paired with plain white sneakers. The canvas bag slung over her shoulder looked faded from too many washes, and the baseball cap pulled low obscured half her face.
She looked...
Exactly like a country bumpkin.
A flicker of disdain crossed Edmund's eyes, though he kept his face perfectly neutral. He offered Serena a polite bow. "My apologies, Ms Selena You are dressed so casually, that I failed to recognize you for a moment."
Serena was busy on her phone, texting Black Jack.
Hearing this, she lazily lifted her gaze.
Her stunningly striking features were revealed beneath the brim of her cap.
She merely gave Edmund an indifferent glance before dropping her eyes back to
her screen, continuing to type her message.
It was as if she didn't consider Edmund worth a second thought.
Edmund's expression stiffened.
Isabella's lips twitched upward, unable to suppress her glee.
Keep acting out, Serena.
The more rebellious she acted...
The worse their grandparents' impression of her would be.
And the more perfectly it would highlight her own flawless elegance!
Isabella secretly rejoiced, though
she put on a front of gentle consideration. "Serena, Edmund has been taking care of Grandpa
Grandma for decades The andre
specifically sent him to pick as because they value you. Don't be mad at him."