It was Vivian.
Adorned in an exquisite custom-made gown, she exuded an air of elegance and grandeur. She looked like she was going to walk the red carpet or grace a prestigious event. At her side stood a charming and refined woman in a tailored suit.
Sienna had no desire to engage in small talk with Vivian. She regarded her with a sense of detachment.
"Is this your new boyfriend?" Vivian cast a fleeting nce at thewyer.
Thewyer promptly rose to his feet and extended his business card. "I represent Ms. Lawson legally, not in the capacity you''re suggesting."
Vivian acknowledged him with a nonchnt hum, declining his card. She directed a frosty stare at Sienna.
A faint mocking smile yed on her lips as she said, "Perhaps Daniel was initially drawn to you because you bore some resemnce to me. But once the allure faded, he likely found youcking.
"After all, a in Jane will always remain just that. To rise higher, one must possess self-awareness."
Sienna clenched her fists slowly, suppressing her emotions, a twinge of pain stabbing at her heart.
"Let''s go, we have no time to waste," the woman beside Vivianmanded authoritatively.
Vivian''s demeanor immediately softened. "Sure."
They turned to leave, but Sienna called out to Vivian in a cold tone.
Vivian paused and turned to face her.
Sienna rose to her feet, assessing Vivian. "How much is your outfit worth?"
A smug grin curved Vivian''s lips as she jeered, "It''s a price beyond your means."
"Fifty thousand dors?" Sienna ventured.
Vivian scoffed, "Fifty thousand? That''s barely considered high-end couture. This dress was handcrafted by the most renowned designer overseas, valued at 150 thousand dors, and-"
150 thousand dors? Sienna had saved a considerable sum from her royalties that year. She could afford it.
Without hesitation, she grabbed the coffee from the table and sshed it on Vivian''s dress.
Thewyer was utterly shocked.
Vivian recoiled in horror, bumping into the woman beside her.
Then, a piercing scream shattered the tranquility,ced with fury and panic.Owned by N?velDrama.Org.
All eyes in the coffee shop turned toward Vivian. Spotting the celebrity, they whipped out their phones to capture the moment.
Vivian''s face flushed with rage as she fixed Sienna with a steely re, her teeth tightly clenched. "You lunatic, do you even realize what you''ve done? This dress costs 150 thousand dors. You can''t afford it. "You''ve sabotaged my event. Just wait and see; I''ll make sure you regret this."
Turning to the woman beside her,
Vivian cast a pitiful nce, her voice trembling with tears. "Alex, you have to help me. This crazy woman ruined my dress. How am I
supposed to exin this to
vel.ne
the
brand? How can I attend the event
now?"
Alex stared at Sienna in disbelief.
Setting the cup down, Siennal
feigned remorse. "I''m truly sorry. The drink identally slipped from my
hand and stained your dress. talk to mywyer about
Vease
For Vivian, it wasn''t merely a garment worth 150 thousand dors. It symbolized an opportunity to garne media attention, grace the red carpet alongside A-list celebrities, and perhaps secure multimillion-dor endorsement deals.
Sienna was cutting off her nose to spite her face.
She had been contemting how to splurge the royalties she had diligently saved over the past year on herself. Now, she had spent 150 thousand dors in one swift motion.
It was a reckless act, yet undeniably satisfying!
Alex offered a faint smile to Sienna and then guided Vivian away from the restaurant.
That night, in the hush of darkness, Siennay on her bed, pondering. Raised with her parents'' thrifty ways, she was never one to chase designerbels or indulge in extravagant cuisine.
After scrimping and saving for half a lifetime, she had finally amassed a significant sum. Yet, now she had parted with 150 thousand in one fell swoop. Her heart twinged at the loss.
The next morning, at the crack of dawn, Sienna arrived at Morrison Residence. It had been more than ten days since shest stayed there for Wanda''s wedding.