Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 782

"Exactly, it's The Astral Symphony!" Agnes let out a low, scheming chuckle. "The Vinton family only favors that brat because she supposedly saved them, right? Since they value gratitude so much..."

"Miss Isabella, on the night of the gala, just follow my lead and play your part perfectly. I guarantee you'll reclaim your spot as the Vinton family's most beloved daughter!"

"As long as our little show goes off without a hitch, her reputation will be dragged through the mud."

"And you will remain the high-and-mighty darling of the Lancaster and Vinton families!"

Listening to Agnes's promises, the frantic light in Isabella's eyes burned even brighter.

Her gaze sparked with sheer lunacy.

"Okay, Agnes. I'll do whatever you say!"

As long as it utterly destroyed Serena.

Even if it meant tearing everything down with her.

She was willing to risk it all!

After hanging up the phone.

Isabella marched into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. She patted her cheeks, forcing her twisted, malicious expression back into a mask of sweet innocence.

She headed toward the VIP ward.

Just as she rounded the corner.

She spotted Serena standing outside the suite, chatting with her two uncles.

The girl leaned casually against the wall, one hand tucked into her pocket, radiating an effortlessly cool aura.

Her two uncles stood before her, their expressions uncharacteristically soft and indulgent.

The picturesque scene made Isabella want to claw her own eyes out!

Digging her manicured nails into her skin, Isabella glared daggers at Serena’s back, a chilling malice rolling off her in waves.

Go ahead and laugh.

Let them laugh all they wanted.

The happier she was now, the more pathetic and unbearable her inevitable downfall would be!

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The Vinton family was pulling out all the stops to orchestrate this grand debutante gala, and the entire household was operating on overdrive.

The venue for the gala was the family's sprawling, thousand-acre hillside estate.

The entire staff was run off their feet.

By slipping it on, she would become the first person globally to showcase YB Atelier's crown jewel.

As long as she wore it, she would be the undisputed star of the gala.

And as for Serena?

It didn't matter if the Vintons commissioned the most exquisite, obscenely expensive gown in existence for her. What good would it do?

No matter what, it would look like cheap rags next to The Astral Symphony!

Isabella traced her fingers over the smooth lid of the box, clenching her fists in triumph.

Right now, she needed to drop some serious cash on a premium spa treatment to revive her complexion and get herself into peak condition!

With that thought in mind, Isabella safely tucked the box away and strutted out of her bedroom.

Down in the grand living room.

Serena was curled up on the sofa, while the massive flat-screen TV displayed a video call with the Lancaster family.

Across the vast hall, rows upon rows of dazzling haute couture gowns filled the space, creating a breathtaking display.

Old Mrs. Vinton, Holden, and the two uncles stood nearby, fully invested in the spectacle.