Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 786

She had to suppress the urge to laugh.

This Serena was unbelievably stupid.

Both the Vinton and Lancaster families had offered her a limitless wardrobe.

Yet she insisted on bringing her own trash.

And she actually had the audacity to claim it was from YB Atelier.

Since when did YB package their haute couture in literal garbage?

Isabella was practically vibrating with amusement.

Serena stopped in her tracks, her clear, tranquil eyes slowly lifting to meet Isabella’s with a freezing glare.

Her gaze was chillingly calm and utterly detached.

A faint, mocking smirk touched Serena’s red lips, her voice laced with an effortless drawl. "What's wrong? Getting bored of a peaceful life?"

All the color drained from Isabella’s face. She stumbled back two steps, expertly morphing her expression into one of sheer terror. "N-no, Serena. I was just... I was just checking on you... Grandpa, Grandma, and your uncles poured their hearts into organizing this gala for you. I just wanted to make sure you..."

"What you want has absolutely nothing to do with me," Serena cut her off, clearly out of patience, her voice flat. "The only reason you haven't been tossed out is so my grandparents can recover without unnecessary drama."

Having said her piece.

She didn't spare Isabella another glance, turning on her heel and striding away with her battered box.

The box had indeed just been dispatched from YB Atelier.

She had originally asked Black Jack to swing by and grab it so she could try on the new design.

But after picking it up.

Black Jack had been sidetracked by a quick underground skirmish.

During the fight, the box had taken a bit of a beating in the crossfire.

As Serena’s figure disappeared into the estate.

The socialites clicked their tongues in absolute disgust. "Wow. Talk about an uncultured savage! Zero class!"

"Isabella, how can you let her talk to you like that? Does the Vinton family really just let her run wild with zero manners?"

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