Fake Heiress Real Trouble (Sienna) novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

40, VOUCHSIN

A flashy neon-blue supercar roared into the crowd, tires gripping the ground as it pulled off an outrageously arrogant drift.

The tail swept across the asphalt, scattering people left and right.

Aggressively and dominantly, it cut in between Sienna and Ernest.

The move was so audacious it seemed the driver didn’t care if they hit someone.

The surrounding crowd dispersed.

Ernest was startled by the sudden roar of the engine and the ear-piercing sound of the tires rubbing against the ground, causing him to take two steps back.

He lifted his head sharply, squinting against the blinding headlights at the arrogant supercar now parked sideways before him.

The flamboyant car door opened upwards like butterfly wings.

A young man with brightly dyed hair, dark sunglasses, and a full neon-green leather outfit leapt out, bracing one hand on the car in a striking pose.

He was flashy and dazzling.

“Mr. Fuller!” Ernest’s brow twitched as his gaze landed on Alvin’s roguishly handsome face and that trademark outfit. His expression darkened instantly.

It was Alvin again!

Last time, at the Golden Throne Club, Alvin had jumped in to shield Sienna.

Now, Alvin was here again.

It seemed like this notorious troublemaker of Orlathis City always jumped out to oppose him.

“Oh, I was wondering who was making trouble in my territory.” Alvin raised his hand to lower his sunglasses, squinting at Ernest with half-closed eyes

Then, he pushed his sunglasses back up with a finger and smiled arrogantly. “Oh? So… it’s you, Mr. Ernest Grant.”

He chuckled softly, the drawn-out tone filled with obvious sarcasm and disdain. “Why is it that every time I see you, you’re always making such a scene?”

The way he stood there shielding Sienna was exactly like that night at the club.

Ernest’s expression turned rather unpleasant.

He pursed his thin lips, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

The Fuller family was one of the three great houses of Orlathis City, their power and influence running deep.

And Alvin was notorious in elite circles for being utterly lawless, the kind of man who would go against anyone if he felt like it.

Just as he had done moments ago, he charged his car into a crowd of heirs and heiresses, sons and daughters of the country’s wealthiest and most powerful families.

Alvin dared to drive his super sports car directly into the crowd. He really didn’t care about anyone here.

That was just who he was, brazen, arrogant, unstoppable. Yet, they really couldn’t do anything about it.

But right now, there were wealthy and influential young elites.

It was completely different from the last time at Golden Throne Club, where he was surrounded by his own people.

If Ernest took even a slight step back, if he let Alvin humiliate him in front of everyone, then the Grant family would be a laughingstock across the entire circle.

Ernest’s expression was somber as he clenched his fists. “Mr. Fuller, I just want to know why she can ride Ghost. Where exactly is Skye? This is none of your business!”

“Whether it’s my business or not, is it your place to speak?” Alvin’s voice was nonchalant as he stood next to Sienna with his hands in his pockets. “You dare to touch my friend?”

He looked at Ernest with a look of disdain, his attitude condescending as he scanned him from head to toe. “You want to see my friend’s face? Steal her Ghost, and interrogate her about Skye’s whereabouts? Ernest, who gave you the guts to do that? Was it the Ernest Group?”

That was a blatant threat.

At that moment, Alvin raised his eyebrows and glanced askew at the group of people who had just surrounded Sienna and Sophie. “Didn’t you hear my friend tell you to get lost? Or do you want me to escort you all away?”

The casual words were enough to send shivers down spines. One by one, the lackeys shrank back, heads dropping, necks shrinking.

Ernest’s face turned pale, his chest suffocating as if it was about to explode.

He rolled his throat forcefully a couple of times, and his heavy gaze swept towards the girl wearing the silver- black helmet.

He said, “Let’s go!”

The words were spat, ground out from between his molars.

His face was full of frustration, resentment, and shame, but even he didn’t dare cross Alvin.

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Because Alvin was a man who would make good on his threats.

If today Ernest really got rolled out of here by Alvin, he would be too embarrassed to show himself in the circle again.

“Ernest…” Jessica bit her lip and glared at Sienna resentfully. But she had no choice but to follow, retreating

with the others.

It felt humiliating. A dignified daughter of the Fairbank family had been made to look lesser than some lowly

street racer.

“Let’s go!” Ernest’s face was livid as he grabbed Jessica’s arm and turned to leave.

It was when he turned to leave.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Alvin, who was always arrogant and disdainful of everyone. After showing off, he took off his sunglasses, turned his head, and gave a brilliant smile to the silver-helmeted, cool and aloof woman standing behind him.

His expression and energy were extremely fawning.

Even his tone was full of attentiveness and excitement. “Are you okay? That scumbag of a dog didn’t bite you, did he? Don’t worry. If that scumbag dares to harass you again, I’ll go harass his dad. Don’t be mad.”

He added, “I saved the best spot in the VIP section for you. Come on, let’s go watch the race!”

Ernest’s steps suddenly paused, his pupils widened, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Alvin…

To be precise, he was looking at that woman, who was riding the Ghost.

This scene was particularly familiar.

At the Golden Throne Club, Alvin treated Sienna exactly the same as now!

That attentive, fawning energy, like a little follower, revolved around Sienna.

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