Sarah's eyes widened slightly. "Serena, you—"
"If you really want to come inside, that's fine. I'll just call Dad right now and ask if he gave you permission to be here today." Serena paused mid-step and glanced back.
Sarah's face flushed red, stopping Serena from calling Howard. She knew that Howard didn't agree for her to come.
The reason was simple. Her presence here was just inappropriate.
Cole was not officially hers, and Regina was still his fiancée, so coming here was nothing short of asking for trouble.
She couldn't let Howard know about it.
Sarah racked her brain, searching for Serena's weakness, but before she could speak, Serena's calm voice cut through the tension.
"If you don't belong here, don't make a fool of yourself. There are plenty of cars at home, just pick one and get lost."
With that, she stepped into the lounge with Natalie and shut the door behind her.
Regina, clearly satisfied with Serena's response, waved at security to throw Sarah out.
Then, she suddenly smirked.
"That homewrecker is annoying, but I have to admit, her sister's got some backbone."
"She's still Mr. Larson's wife. About the bidding later…"
"Business is business. I don't mind Serena, but deals are settled through skill, not sentiment."
Regina shot a cold glance at the assistant who had spoken as she warned her, "Stop assuming you know what I'm thinking."
"Understood."
Sweat beaded on the assistant's forehead as she hurried to follow her inside.
Meanwhile, in the corner, Serena remained composed, watching Regina's shifting expressions with narrowed eyes.
Born with a silver spoon, Regina certainly carried herself with the arrogance to match.
…
40 minutes later, the bidding event was about to begin.
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