He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 221

"Please... please don't misunderstand, I have absolutely nothing to do with that woman!"

A flicker of confusion crossed Sienna's eyes, though she remained silent.

She simply tilted her head slightly, her slender fingers absentmindedly twirling the black fountain pen.

In Seraphina's eyes, this detached posture was basically an unspoken confirmation of her fears.

Seraphina panicked completely.

Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm the frantic pounding in her chest and rushed to explain.

"That Sienna Sawyer is nothing but a worthless piece of trash. How could she ever be compared to you? When she was with the Gauthier family, she was a spineless, pathetic loser who couldn't do anything right!"

In her desperate bid to please her idol, Seraphina didn't even hesitate to air her family's dirty laundry, her tone dripping with contempt.

"The only reason she managed to marry into the Gauthier family was by using some dirty drug trick! Deep down, she was a cheap parasite who only knew how to cling to men."

"It served her right when Grant got bored and dumped her. Even God couldn't stand her miserable existence and took her out early."

"Don't worry, Ms. K. Sienna was as scrawny as a twig, with absolutely no class. She wasn't even fit to shine your shoes!"

"Please don't let a dead woman ruin your mood. To me, you are the most flawless artist in the world..."

As she rambled, Seraphina cautiously studied Sienna's face.

However, the woman before her showed zero emotion. Not even her eyelashes fluttered.

Her cold gaze was like a mirror, quietly reflecting Seraphina's sycophantic, ugly desperation.

The air in the lounge seemed to still, the silence so heavy you could hear a pin drop.

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