Isabella’s face stiffened instantly.
Hadn’t they heard her sincere and earnest speech? Weren’t they supposed to rush over, their hearts aching for her, and praise her for being the selfless, perfect daughter the family deserved?
Weren’t they supposed to see the difference between her and Serena, to realize that she was the one who was truly fit for the title of Lancaster heiress, the daughter who would bring honor to the family?
Why… why was this completely different from what she had imagined?
Why were they all fawning over Serena, worrying about her? They were even willing to disregard etiquette and have the Blackwood family’s kitchen cook for Serena?
Were they insane? This was the Blackwood estate!
Were they so biased toward Serena that they were willing to ignore the Lancaster family’s reputation?
“Mom, Dad, there’s no need to trouble them.” Serena’s red lips curved into a smile. “Nicholas prepared all of this for me himself... He even went as far as peeling the shrimp for me, ensuring everything was perfect.”
As she spoke, she elegantly picked up a shrimp, her long eyes glancing sidelong at Isabella with a smile that was growing more dazzling and bold. “And he peeled these shrimp for me just now, one by one, with his own hands.”
Serena’s actions and gaze were completely undisguised. It was obvious who her words were aimed at.
And Isabella, indeed, reacted to Serena’s words. Her eyes became bloodshot, and her face twisted for a moment. Though she tried to hide it, the jealousy in her exquisitely made-up eyes was practically overflowing.
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