When they were planning this welcome party, did they even spare a single thought for her feelings?
She had stayed in this house for so many years, playing the role of the perfect, obedient granddaughter in front of her grandparents...
Why was it that the second Serena returned...
All of her special privileges vanished into thin air?
Isabella clenched her fists, a suffocating wave of jealousy washing over her.
Anna noticed her dark mood and discreetly patted the back of her hand.
Then, she smiled even more radiantly. "Grandpa and Grandma are absolutely right! Serena is so amazing, everyone needs to know about her! As her family, I'l definitely do my part to help. I'll take her out before the banquet so she can get a head start on blending into our social circle."
She turned to Serena, her eyes curving into sweet crescents. "Don't worry, Serena. My friends are super easy to get along with. Just ask Isabella, right?"
She emphasized the words "easy to get along with" in a very peculiar tone.
Isabella laughed gently. "Yes, Anna's friends are all a great crowd. They don't have any of that obnoxious trust-fund attitude. They're very welcoming."
Serena watched their pathetic acting, a hint of amusement playing on her lips.
"Sure."
She smiled lazily. "Since you're inviting me so passionately, I might as well go broaden my horizons."
"And have some real fun with you guys."
Those last few words were laced with a careless, mocking drawl.
Night fell.
Anna couldn't wait to drag Serena out to meet her friends.
Stepping out of the sanatorium gates, the evening breeze carried a slight chill.
Anna's pink supercar sat parked on the curb, its engine roaring with aggressive, flashy energy.
Dangeling the keys in her hand, she watched Serena stroll over with her hands casually tucked into her pockets, a malicious glint flashing in Anna's eyes.
"Oh my, Serena, I'm so sorry."
She rested a hand on the hood,
feigning distress. "My car is a
two-seater, so can't fit you in low
about... you grab a
ab and follow
us? I'll text you the address.
Isabella chimed in softly, "Anna, why don't I give up the passenger seat for her? I
have my own car here in the United Realmon States too."
"No need." Anna yanked the door open and shoved Isabella into the passenger seat, then lifted her chin at Serena. You're so capable I'm. sure you can figure something. put, right?"
With that, she hopped into the driver's seat with practiced elegance.
She revved the engine.
The sports car let out an arrogant growl, accompanied by Anna's overly excited voice. "Serena, we'll be waiting for you at the venue! See you there!"
*Vroom-*
The pink supercar peeled out into the street.
Leaving Serena standing entirely alone on the empty curb.
Serena arched an eyebrow.
This kind of exclusion tactic was so childish it was laughable.
Between the two of them, they barely shared half a brain cell.
"Tsk. Left in the dust already?"
A lazy, teasing voice, tinged with obvious amusement, sounded from behind her.
Serena kept her hands in her pockets and glanced back.
She saw Douglas standing there, arms crossed, leaning casually against the wall.
His black trench coat accentuated his tall, imposing figure.
Those sharp, predatory dark eyes held a mocking gleam.
"Kid, looks like your first step into their circle is a bit of a stumble."
He closed the distance with long strides, his voice deep and magnetic. "Need some help? Just say the word, and you can tak your pick from any car in the garage How about it?
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