Isabella went deathly pale, her lips trembling so hard she couldn't form a word.
She stared at Serena with unadulterated shock.
Serena actually knew... English! And she spoke it flawlessly. It definitely wasn't some last-minute crash course she took just for this trip.
Wasn't she just a unrefined girl who grew up in the middle of nowhere?
How could a girl from the sticks speak with such perfect pronunciation?
She... she had been played!
Serena had planned this from the very beginning. She deliberately set a trap so Isabella would make a fool of herself in front of her grandparents!
She had just stood there watching Isabella dance around like an idiot.
Waiting for the perfect moment to crush her under her heel!
And now... Serena's goal was achieved.
She had been played so badly!
Meanwhile, Douglas leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, his deep eyes narrowed as he stared unblinkingly at Serena.
He watched this calm, collected niece casually dominate the entire room.
The look in his eyes deepened with intense fascination.
Was this really the uneducated country girl Isabella had claimed was expelled from high school?
This niece of his was far more interesting—and far more dangerous-than he had imagined.
Sensing her uncle's stare, Serena raised an eyebrow and flashed him a genuinely sweet smile.
After all, he was the billionaire sucker who had funded her recent payday and still got his prize stolen.
The least she could do was give the guy a nice smile for his money.
Holden and Kiera watched in awe as their granddaughter unleashed her brilliant aura, utilizing her vast medical knowledge to leave a top-tier cardiologist in the dust.
Such poise. Such brilliance.
Their granddaughter was clearly a force to be reckoned with!
The way they looked at Serena overflowed with immense pride and admiration.
She truly was a child with the Vinton family blood running through her veins. Absolutely exceptional!
The two elders hovered around her, grabbing her hands, wishing they could instantly make up for twenty years of lost affection.
Isabella watched helplessly as her grandparents completely ignored her. They doted on Serena, fussing over her, acting as if their formerly. favorite granddaughter didn@even exist.
Even her uncle's gaze was locked entirely on Serena.
The glaring difference in treatment ignited a raging fire of resentment in Isabella's chest.
Why was everything going completely wrong?
Coming back to the United Realmon States was supposed to be her home turf!
This was supposed to be her moment to use her grandparents' love to utterly crush Serena!
But Serena... it was like she was born to be her absolute worst nightmare!
Isabella squeezed her hands into fists, her eyes red and swimming with unshed tears.
Just as she was about to cover her face and run out of the VIP ward...
A bright, cheerful female voice echoed from the doorway. "Grandpa! Grandma! I heard Isabella came to visit you, so I rushed over too!"
A sweet-looking girl wearing a pink designer tweed suit bounced into the room, swinging her purse.
The moment she saw Isabella standing near the door with red eyes...
Her smile vanished. She immediately grabbed Isabella's arm. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
Her delicate face twisted with
displeasure as she glared playfully but firmly at Kiera and Hofdepe "Grandpa, Grandma, did you guys bully my Isabella?" fo FindNovel.net