The Wrong Woman

It was Vivian.

Adorned in an exquisite custom-made gown, she exuded an air of elegance and grandeur. She looked like she was going to walk the red carpet or grace a prestigious event. At her side stood a charming and refined woman in a tailored suit.

Sienna had no desire to engage in small talk with Vivian. She regarded her with a sense of detachment.

"Is this your new boyfriend?" Vivian cast a fleeting glance at the lawyer.

The lawyer promptly rose to his feet and extended his business card. "I represent Ms. Lawson legally, not in the capacity you're suggesting."

Vivian acknowledged him with a nonchalant hum, declining his card. She directed a frosty stare at Sienna.

A faint mocking smile played on her lips as she said, "Perhaps Daniel was initially drawn to you because you bore some resemblance to me. But once the allure faded, he likely found you lacking.

"After all, a plain Jane will always remain just that. To rise higher, one must possess self-awareness."

Sienna clenched her fists slowly, suppressing her emotions, a twinge of pain stabbing at her heart.

"Let's go, we have no time to waste," the woman beside Vivian commanded authoritatively.

Vivian's demeanor immediately softened. "Sure."

They turned to leave, but Sienna called out to Vivian in a cold tone.

Vivian paused and turned to face her.

Sienna rose to her feet, assessing Vivian. "How much is your outfit worth?"

A smug grin curved Vivian's lips as she jeered, "It's a price beyond your means."

"Fifty thousand dollars?" Sienna ventured.

Vivian scoffed, "Fifty thousand? That's barely considered high-end couture. This dress was handcrafted by the most renowned designer overseas, valued at 150 thousand dollars, and-"

150 thousand dollars? Sienna had saved a considerable sum from her royalties that year. She could afford it.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the coffee from the table and splashed it on Vivian's dress.

The lawyer was utterly shocked.

Vivian recoiled in horror, bumping into the woman beside her.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Then, a piercing scream shattered the tranquility, laced with fury and panic.

All eyes in the coffee shop turned toward Vivian. Spotting the celebrity, they whipped out their phones to capture the moment.

Vivian's face flushed with rage as she fixed Sienna with a steely glare, her teeth tightly clenched. "You lunatic, do you even realize what you've done? This dress costs 150 thousand dollars. You can't afford it. "You've sabotaged my event. Just wait and see; I'll make sure you regret this."

Turning to the woman beside her,

Vivian cast a pitiful glance, her voice trembling with tears. "Alex, you have to help me. This crazy woman ruined my dress. How am I

supposed to explain this to

vel.ne

the

brand? How can I attend the event

now?"

Alex stared at Sienna in disbelief.

Setting the cup down, Siennal

feigned remorse. "I'm truly sorry. The drink accidentally slipped from my

hand and stained your dress. talk to my lawyer about

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compensation. I'll reimburse you for the dress as soon as possible."

For Vivian, it wasn't merely a garment worth 150 thousand dollars. It symbolized an opportunity to garne media attention, grace the red carpet alongside A-list celebrities, and perhaps secure multimillion-dollar endorsement deals.

Sienna was cutting off her nose to spite her face.

She had been contemplating how to splurge the royalties she had diligently saved over the past year on herself. Now, she had spent 150 thousand dollars in one swift motion.

It was a reckless act, yet undeniably satisfying!

Alex offered a faint smile to Sienna and then guided Vivian away from the restaurant.

That night, in the hush of darkness, Sienna lay on her bed, pondering. Raised with her parents' thrifty ways, she was never one to chase designer labels or indulge in extravagant cuisine.

After scrimping and saving for half a lifetime, she had finally amassed a significant sum. Yet, now she had parted with 150 thousand in one fell swoop. Her heart twinged at the loss.

The next morning, at the crack of dawn, Sienna arrived at Morrison Residence. It had been more than ten days since she last stayed there for Wanda's wedding.