Chapter 916
Sebastian murmured her name softly, the darkness in his eyes gradually replaced by burning intrigue.
He gripped Isabella’s chin, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze. “Isabella, tell me everything you know about her p>
Isabella saw the twisted gleam of excitement flickering in his eyes.
Her heart dropped like a stone.
It was over p>
Was… was he actually starting to develop an interest in Serena?
Why did that bitch always love to… steal everything that belonged to her? Isabella was seething with fury.
But outwardly, she remained completely submissive, forcing a smile as she recounted Serena’s story to Sebastian.
Naturally, she cherry-picked the details, weaving a web of half-truths.
She only talked about how manipulative and ruthless the other girl was, how she had deceived the Lancaster family, and how she had even managed to seduce Nicholas.
But she carefully hid everything she knew about Serena’s outstanding abilities-her mastery of traditional medicine, her hacking skills, and more.
She intentionally mentioned Nicholas.
Hoping it would kill any thoughts Sebastian might have.
She deliberately concealed all of Serena’s talents.
To ensure Sebastian didn’t form a genuine fascination with a bitch like that.
Yet, as she spoke p>
Sebastian’s gaze clearly became more and more p>
Twisted.
Mixed with a horrifyingly intense thrill.
Her throat tightened, a wave of panic rising in her chest.
When Isabella finally finished speaking.
Sebastian let out a low chuckle.
“Grew up in the countryside p>
“A bumpkin p>
He chuckled again, releasing his grip on Isabella’s chin, and leaned lazily back into the sofa.
A sinister light danced in his eyes.
Could a country girl really outsmart Isabella—a woman who had received twenty years of elite education—beating her so badly she was thrown out of the Lancaster family like a stray dog?
Could a country girl, armed only with manipulation, and dirty tricks, truly captivate the man who stood at the absolute pinnacle of Vaelion City’s Social hierarchy-the Blackwood heir whom Isabella has spent years trying to win over without a single ounce of success?
None of this made sense.
A simple country girl absolutely didn’t have that kind of capability.
Unless, of course, she wasn’t just a so-called country girl at all.
“Serena Lancaster p>
Sebastian licked his lips, the dark, dangerous gleam in his eyes growing even more intense.
His instincts were screaming at him.
That Serena Lancaster was definitely worth looking into.
It was highly likely she was the exact same woman who had turned his family’s
auction upside down last night.
He let out a cold laugh.
He curled a finger toward Isabella.
Then, he spread his arms across the back of the sofa and leaned his head back.
Looking utterly relaxed and perfectly at ease.
But Isabella knew exactly what that meant.
The color drained from Isabella’s
face, her voice softening.
“Sebastian… can we can
we
content belongs to
Even though the moment Sebastian returned.
All the maids in the apartment knew better than to show their faces.
But still, this was the living room.
If they made a scene here, the noise would be too loud.
Even though the staff knew perfectly well what her relationship with Sebastian was.
Just like how Sebastian deliberately
ordered all the maids to call her
“Miss Isabella Thorne,” forcing her to remember every second of every
day that she wasn’t the Lancaster heiress, but the lowly offspring of a maid named Agnes.
But Isabella still found it incredibly humiliating, completely degrading.
She desperately wanted to cling to just a tiny shred of her dignity and pride.
Sebastian raised an eyebrow slightly, shooting her a sideways glance.
He didn’t say a word.
But a horrifying chill shot straight up Isabella’s spine.
Making her scalp tingle with dread.
She instantly dropped to the floor, her voice trembling. “Yes… Sebastian, I will serve
you well p>