Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 437

The second socialite, acting overly familiar, let her eyes drift to Serena's dress, feigning astonishment.

"Wow, your dress is beautiful! It suits your aura perfectly! I see the YB logo. Is it a custom piece? I've never seen this design on YB's official website."

The first socialite quickly chimed in with her own praise. "To be able to afford a custom YB design, her family must be extraordinary! For people like us, even affording YB's latest collection is a big deal, let alone having their master designer, Cloud, create a custom piece for us."

The second socialite added, "Why are you sitting in the corner all by yourself? Where are your friends?"

But as the two of them went back and forth, putting on their little show, Serena's exquisitely beautiful features showed no change in emotion. She made no move to accept the wine glass offered to her, simply lifting her eyelids lazily to gaze at them.

The fake smiles on the two socialites' faces stiffened slightly. Being stared at by this woman… why did they suddenly feel like they were the ones on display, like monkeys in a cage?

The first socialite's face darkened. "Miss, we came over with good intentions to befriend you. Is it not a little rude to not even greet us?"

"Which family are you from? What, are you looking down on us? Is that why you won't accept our friendship?"

Serena's crimson lips curved into a smirk. She propped her chin on her hand, her posture languid, her voice devoid of emotion. "You know perfectly well whether you're here to make friends or to cause trouble."

Even though the girl was sitting, her posture was so relaxed she seemed to be looking down on them from a throne.

The two socialites' expressions shifted. They hadn't expected Serena to see through their intentions so quickly.

"We… of course we're here to make friends!"

At that moment, Isabella was on stage, playing a smooth and soothing piano melody. The disturbance here was naturally quite conspicuous, and many people started looking over.

The two socialites had no choice but to press on. "We were just curious. We've never seen a young lady who can afford a custom YB design in our circle before."

To prevent any further complications, Hailey quickly jumped in as planned. "Alright, Ms. Harland, Ms. Winslow, don't give her a hard time."

"She's from the countryside. She used to be our family's, the Wynn family's, adopted daughter. She's not a socialite at all. She's probably just not used to this kind of high-class event, so she's hiding in the corner."

Let everyone see just how pathetic that hick really is!

How dare a girl from the countryside act so arrogant in front of her, just because she was now associated with the Lancaster family?

She had no idea what tricks Serena had used to charm their grandfather, who now refused to even see Karen.

A country girl who spent her days messing around with men and took pride in low-class activities like car racing… and she thought she could marry into the Blackwood family? In her dreams!

"Miss, show us your invitation. Otherwise… I'll have to suspect you have ulterior motives for crashing Miss Blackwood's coming-of-age party!" the first socialite demanded, seeing Serena's unfazed expression and feeling more certain than ever that she didn't have one.

"Hah." Serena's eyes flickered, and she let out a cold, indifferent laugh. "Invitation? Who do you think you are, and in what capacity are you questioning me?"

"A couple of pathetic social climbers, trying to make a scene in front of me?"

"You!" The first socialite's face turned livid at Serena's dismissive attitude. Humiliated and enraged, she spat, "You can't produce an invitation! I knew it! Did you really think we wouldn't find out you're just a slut who got in by seducing men? I've seen plenty of women like you, trying to climb the social ladder! Let me tell you, if the Blackwood family finds out about your dirty tricks, you'll never be able to show your face in Vaelion City again!"