The Wrong Woman

It was Vivian.

Adorned in an exquisite custom-made gown, she exuded an air of elegance and grandeur. She looked like she was going to walk the red carpet or grace a prestigious event. At her side stood a charming and refined woman in a tailored suit.

Sienna had no desire to engage in small talk with Vivian. She regarded her with a sense of detachment.

"Is this your new boyfriend?" Vivian cast a fleeting glance at the lawyer.

The lawyer promptly rose to his feet and extended his business card. "I represent Ms. Lawson legally, not in the capacity you're suggesting."

Vivian acknowledged him with a nonchalant hum, declining his card. She directed a frosty stare at Sienna.

A faint mocking smile played on her lips as she said, "Perhaps Daniel was initially drawn to you because you bore some resemblance to me. But once the allure faded, he likely found you lacking.

"After all, a plain Jane will always remain just that. To rise higher, one must possess self-awareness."

Sienna clenched her fists slowly, suppressing her emotions, a twinge of pain stabbing at her heart.

"Let's go, we have no time to waste," the woman beside Vivian commanded authoritatively.

Vivian's demeanor immediately softened. "Sure."

They turned to leave, but Sienna called out to Vivian in a cold tone.

turned to face

to her feet, assessing Vivian. "How much

lips as she

dollars?" Sienna

dress was handcrafted by the most renowned designer overseas, valued at 150 thousand dollars,

Sienna had saved a considerable sum from her royalties that

coffee from the

was

horror, bumping into the woman beside

scream shattered the tranquility, laced

toward Vivian. Spotting the celebrity,

with rage as she fixed Sienna with a steely glare, her teeth tightly clenched. "You lunatic, do you even realize what you've done? This dress costs 150 thousand dollars.

to the woman

her voice trembling with tears. "Alex, you have to help me.

to explain this

vel.ne

the

can I

now?"

stared at Sienna

cup down,