Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 409

Serena didn’t even glance at the champagne. She picked up a pastry from the bottom layer of the container and took a bite. She moved with an easy grace, chewing slowly.

The flavor was clearly to her liking, as her striking, slender eyes narrowed slightly in pleasure. Paired with her coolly exquisite face, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Isabella found the sight blindingly irritating.

After swallowing the pastry, Serena casually lifted her gaze to Isabella, her eyes calm and unrippled. Her voice was devoid of emotion. “What’s the matter? Are you in such a hurry to rush over here because you’re afraid people *don’t* know my identity? So eager to expose yourself… as the fake heiress?”

Isabella’s expression froze, and her chest heaved. “You!”

She glanced around frantically, terrified someone might have heard what Serena had just said. As she did, she caught sight of Edward and Catherine walking toward them.

Isabella dug her nails into her palm. She knew they must have seen Serena and had hastily ended their conversation to come over. All for Serena.

Digging her nails in deeper, she suppressed her overwhelming jealousy and deliberately put on a more aggrieved, innocent expression. Her tone was sincere. “Sister, please don’t be so hostile toward me. I’m well aware of my position in the Lancaster family… I never wanted to compete with you for anything.”

Their eyes landed on Serena’s face, which wore only a touch of lipstick yet was intensely beautiful, and her fiery red gown. They were nearly spellbound. They knew their precious daughter was beautiful, devastatingly so. But they never imagined that with just a little effort, she could be this breathtaking.

It was no wonder Serena had refused the elaborate makeup and styling. If she had been fully done up, she might have truly stolen Brianna’s spotlight and outshone the host. Serena had been very considerate.

Seeing that the small food container in front of Serena was nearly empty, Catherine rushed forward with concern. “Serena, you must be exhausted. Is there anything else you want to eat? I can have Patton ask the kitchen to make you something.”

Edward glanced at Isabella, his voice growing heavy. “Serena, don’t listen to Isabella. If you want to eat something, just say the word. Even if you wanted a ten-course meal served right here, Dad could convince Old Mr. Blackwood.”