Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 394

Elena clapped the dirt off her hands and stood up. "You know I'm Dylan's fiancée? That means I'm the future daughter-in-law of the Sinclair family. As a Sinclair daughter-in-law, what does pulling up a few scallions matter? If you have a problem with it, go complain to Mr. Sinclair!"

"You... you are simply hopeless!" Isabella was furious.

That day when she had scolded Elena at the Sinclair Group, Elena had remained silent, so Isabella thought she was a pushover.

She assumed someone from a small family would be insecure and easily crushed.

Who knew she was this shameless?

*Clap, clap, clap!*

The sound of applause drifted over.

Elena saw Damian approaching.

"What a show!" Damian looked like he was enjoying the drama.

She had beaten him in the orchard last time, yet he still dared to show his face.

"Isabella, look, Dylan already has a fiancée. Why don't you stick with me? You'd be a Sinclair daughter-in-law too. That way, your status would be equal to hers!"

As he spoke, Damian reached out, trying to touch Isabella's face.

The playboy loved to flirt.

"Get away!" Isabella slapped his hand away.

She looked at him with disgust.

It seemed even Isabella looked down on him.

Elena ignored him, noticing the leafy greens were growing nicely.

She quickly went over and pulled up two heads of lettuce.

"Don't be so angry. She's the one who offended you, not me," Damian said to Isabella.

"Hmph!" Isabella scoffed coldly.

She couldn't afford to offend Damian because his mother, the Second Wife, was also a formidable character.

Damian turned his attention to Elena.

"Miss Whelan, if you like vegetables, I can have a whole truckload sent to you!"

"No need. I only like the ones I pick myself!"

Just as Isabella finished speaking, a scream rang out.

*Ahhh!!!*

Damian was kicked flying by Elena.

He landed in the grass, flattening a patch of vegetables.

"Elena, you..."

"Mr. Sinclair, the vegetable patch is slippery. You should be careful. How did you fall?"

"Tsk tsk, those poor vegetables!" Elena lamented.

Crushed by this idiot Damian. The vegetables were innocent victims of a disaster.

Bad luck!

Damian scrambled up from the ground, pointing at Elena. "You... you kicked me!"

Elena looked around. "Who saw it? You clearly tripped and fell on your own, yet you're blaming me. Isabella, did you see anything?"