Chapter 554
Alfred was taken aback.
His professional training kept his voice respectful. “Miss Isabella, I don’t understand what you’re talking about p>
Isabella clenched her fists. “You’re Serena’s lapdog! Now that you see me losing my position, you want to kick me while I’m down, is that it? Let me tell you, even if I’ve lost favor now, it’s only temporary! Alfred, you’ve been in this family for years. You of all people should understand the place I hold in everyone’s hearts p>
“Serena has only managed to fool everyone for a short time p>
She ground her teeth and sneered. “We’ll see who has the last laugh p>
Finished, she turned away from Alfred and ordered the maids supporting her, “Take me upstairs p>
The little drama didn’t affect Serena and the others’ breakfast at all.
But as they ate, Black Jack slung an arm around her shoulder, wiggling her eyebrows with a grin. In a voice only the two of them could hear, she said, “Looks like last night was a success. It’s rare to see you sleep in this late p>
Serena swallowed her food, turned slightly to look at Black Jack, and curved her lips into a small smile. “Yes, my dear friend. I will be sure to thank you properly p>
She emphasized the word “properly p>
That smile sent a chill down Black Jack’s spine.
For a moment, she could have sworn she saw the Devil herself making a comeback. Black Jack was speechless.
Her hand slid off Serena’s shoulder, and she scooted away, ready to make a run for it.
Serena caught her hand, her smile deepening. “Dear friend, don’t be in such a hurry
to leave. Let me finish my breakfast, and then… I’ll take you out to play p>
Black Jack fell silent.
This is bad.
So bad.
She had gone too far!
The Wynn Family Residence.
Patrick held Daphne’s business card, his face alight with sheer ecstasy.
He immediately spent some money to launch a PR campaign, planting stories from
the perspective of a supposed guest at Brianna’s coming-of-age party.
News began to circulate: at the Blackwood heiress’s party, the eldest daughter of the Wynn family had
presented Miss Blackwood with
a full set of jewelry she had designed herself, delighting the young lady.
Daphne Rainsford, chief designer of the international luxury brand Queen and a globally recognized master of jewelry, had been captivated by the Wynndaughter’s design talent and had taken an immediate liking to her.
The world-renowned master, Daphne Rainsford, had personally invited the Wynn daughter to participate in her annual New Star Jewelry Designer Competition.
Rumor had it that this year’s competition was different. Daphne intended to select her final protégé from the contestants, and it was practically a foregone conclusion that the spot was reserved for the Wynn family’s eldest daughter!
These, and many similar stories, began to spread like wildfire.
As the buzz grew louder, the Wynn family’s long-silent home finally saw a stream of visitors, and their phone began ringing off the hook.
“Marianne, I can’t believe your Hailey is so incredible! Ms. Rainsford has practically announced she’s taking her on as her final protégé p>
“The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. With parents as brilliant as you, it’s no wonder your Hailey is so outstanding p>
“Ms. Rainsford is infamous in the industry for her temper. Besides the legendary designer Queen, she doesn’t respect anyone p>
“I heard that even a famous designer who won an international gold medal in jewelry
design tried to approach Ms. Rainsford and got publicly ripped to shreds p>
“To be noticed by Ms. Rainsford, she must be exceptionally talented! Marianne, you’ve truly raised a wonderful daughter p>