Anna grabbed Isabella, her face thunderous as they got into the car.
She sped all the way back to the hotel.
During the drive, she tore into Serena with a barrage of curses, complaining endlessly to Isabella.
Isabella placated her from the passenger seat. "Anna, don't be mad. She just doesn't know the rules. You can teach her a lesson later."
The more Isabella tried to calm her, the angrier Anna got. She wanted nothing more than to rip Serena apart with her bare hands.
The supercar roared up to the hotel, slamming on the brakes right at the entrance.
She called Serena.
Serena took her sweet time coming down.
Full of pent-up fury, Anna rolled down her window, fully intending to scream at Serena.
But then she suddenly spotted the tall, imposing figure walking right behind her.
Dressed in a black trench coat with one hand shoved in his pocket, he radiated a casual vibe that still managed to send a chill straight down Anna's spine.
Douglas!
Why was he here?!
"Douglas, what are you doing here?" Anna stepped out of the car, her aggressive momentum instantly deflating.
Isabella also got out immediately. "Douglas."
"I heard you were taking my niece out for a good time. I thought I'd join the fun," Douglas said, a faint smile coloring his voice.
Join the fun?
Anna felt a wave of panic but didn't dare refuse him.
She could only exchange nervous glances with Isabella.
Now that Douglas was coming along.
Could they still torment Serena without consequence?
What if he decided to intervene?
What were they supposed to do then?
Isabella gently patted Anna's arm. "Since Douglas wants to come, the more the merrier."
Isabella's chest tightened.
She didn't want to give up her seat for Serena at all!
But with Douglas standing right there, and anticipating what was waiting for Serena at the track.
She swallowed her humiliation, bit her lower lip, and said softly, "Then... I'll just ride with Douglas."
Riding in Douglas's car would actually be quite the status boost for her.
She could even use the opportunity to subtly trash Serena in front of him, making him realize what an unrefined woman she truly was.
Unexpectedly, Douglas cast a cool glance at her and scoffed. "I didn't drive."
Isabella's smile froze.
Her lips trembled slightly. "Then... I can drive my car, and you can ride with me?"
"Oh, so you do have a car?" Douglas raised an eyebrow, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "You had a car and you still left her here alone? I thought the Vinton family had gone bankrupt and couldn't even afford a second ride."
Isabella was completely speechless, unable to think of a single retort.
"Then it's settled!" Anna was practically vibrating with impatience to see Serena humiliated. "Serena can take my car, and Douglas can ride with Isabella. Let's go!"

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