With one hand in her pocket, Sienna walked out of the manor with steady confidence.
Two sharp honks came from a car. A figure jumped out in a hurry, waving like crazy. “Sienna! Sienna!”
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Her gaze landed on the car waiting at the gate. It was a sleek, flashy, neon-blue sports car. Then she looked at Alvin’s neon- green leather jacket and matching pants. Sienna was left speechless.
Only Alvin, with his ridiculously good looks, could pull off something that loud.
Alvin threw his arms wide, his voice full of drama. “Sienna, you actually live in Aurelia Heights! This is the most expensive part of Orlathis City, where every inch of land costs a fortune. And your place is in the most expensive part of Aurelia Heights-and it’s massive!”
He didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed about his outfit. Stretching his neck, he stared at the mansion behind the tall iron gates, clicking his tongue. “Sienna, seriously, you’ve got to tell me. Just how rich is your family? I’m dying of envy here.”
A house like this was beyond his family’s means.
Sienna opened the car door and slid into the passenger seat. She pulled out her newly issued ID, waving it in front of Alvin’s face.
Alvin leaned closer. When he saw the name, his eyes nearly popped. “Sienna Cooper?”
His head snapped up, all playfulness gone. “The Cooper family? The richest Cooper family in Orlathis City?”
Sienna tucked her ID away without a word. That was her silent answer.
Alvin immediately put his hands together and bent into a full ninety-degree bow. “Miss Cooper, I’m so sorry! Please take care of me from now on!”
His silly face made her eyes curve into a small smile. “Cut it out and drive.”
“Yes, ma’am!” Alvin darted to the driver’s side.
The engine roared to life, and the neon-blue sports car shot off into the darkness like a streak of light.
Just then, Sienna’s phone started ringing. She pulled it out. The name on the screen read Ernest-a familiar one.
Her finger hesitated. Her eyes drifted for a moment.
The second she answered, Ernest’s usual bossy tone came through the line. “Come get me from room 6103 at the Golden Throne Club. I drank too much, and my head hurts.”
He said it so casually, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, as if she were still the Fairbank family daughter who had to obey him.
Of course, that was how Ernest had always been-sure that he had her under his thumb.
Sienna’s eyes flashed with scorn. Her voice was ice-cold. “Ernest, if you’re drunk, call a cab or your girlfriend Jessica. We’re done. Don’t call me again. From now on, we stay out of each other’s lives, got it?”
She hung up and blocked his number, all in one smooth motion.
“Nice one!” Alvin whistled. “That jerk from the Grant family still thinks he can boss you around, huh? Who the hell does he
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think he is? That bastard. Only those idiots in the Fairbank family would treat him like he’s some kind of prize.
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“I told you long ago that fool wasn’t good enough for you. What right did he have to be your fiancé? If it hadn’t been for you back then, Sienna, the first time he tried to mess with you, I would’ve flattened the whole Grant family business with my fists. They wouldn’t be where they are today.”
Alvin went on cursing Ernest, clearly holding a long grudge.
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