Serena raised an eyebrow, looking at him.
Douglas curled his lip, his gaze lowering to her with a half-smile.
Their eyes met.
Douglas's eyes were filled with amusement.
He was waiting.
Waiting for this arrogant girl to yield.
He wanted to see what it looked like when the girl who dared to fleece him of a billion dollars finally backed down.
But Serena suddenly let out a soft laugh.
That smile brought a vivid, captivating warmth to her aloof and stunning features.
"Douglas, I think you've misunderstood something."
Douglas was momentarily dazzled by her smile. "What?"
Serena scoffed, her clear eyes full of disdain. "I'm not begging to join their circle. They are begging me to."
She turned and walked straight toward the hotel, her voice icy. "If they want my presence, they need to show the proper attitude."
Douglas watched her retreating figure, unable to hold back a chuckle. "Interesting."
He closed the distance with his long strides, smiling faintly. "I thought you'd be eager to fit in with them."
"A bunch of trust-fund babies wasting their parents' money on childish games. You think a circle like that is worthy of my time?" Serena sneered, her expression completely indifferent.
Douglas let out another light laugh. "True. Someone who can hustle a billion dollars without blinking an eye definitely wouldn't care for their little playground games."
At the mention of the billion dollars.
Serena's steps faltered slightly.
She rubbed her nose.
Was he never going to let that go?
Playing dumb, she quickened her pace.
Douglas naturally noticed her subtle reaction.
His laughter grew more uninhibited.
This niece of his was wildly arrogant, and it suited his tastes perfectly.
Meanwhile.
Anna sped all the way to her destination—a private racetrack on the outskirts of the city.
Amid the deafening roar of heavy metal music, a crowd of young men and women with brightly dyed hair partied together.
The pink supercar executed a flawless drift, coming to a halt in the middle of the crowd.
Anna hopped out first, a triumphant
smirk on her face. "Isabella, that country bumpkin must still be standing there like an idiot waiting for a cab
b. She probably doesn't ever
know how to use a ride-sharing app over here."
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"Serves her right! She wanted to show off in front of our grandparents. Once she finally gets here, I'll show her exactly what happens to posers."
Isabella maintained a perfectly polite smile, her tone gentle as she advised, "Just have a little fun. Don't go overboard, or I'm afraid our grandparents might blame you."
"I'm their favorite granddaughter. How could they ever blame me?"ZAt the mention of this, Anna bristled, completely unwilling to admit that she might lose her standing to a country bumpkin.
She scoffed. "Besides, whatever happens to her here today is on her. She brought it
on herself by trying to act tough. What does that have to do with me?"
As she spoke, a group of trendy, brightly-haired trust-fund kids swarmed them. "Anna, you finally made it."
"Anna, where's this new toy you promised? We've been waiting forever, and there's no sign of anyone."
"You said you were bringing that country bumpkin for us to mess with. You weren't lying, were you?"
A few of them peered into the pink supercar.
There was no third person inside.
Anna flipped her hair smugly. "I was
just playing with her. When the hillbilly heard I was taking her out, she actually thought she could break into our circle. She was thrilled.