Inherit Billions

Lucinda's Scheme

Seraphina held a ticket for the front row.

She wore a light-colored gown as she stepped out of the car. Although the style was conservative, it complemented her tall and slender figure, highlighting her curves. Paired with high heels, she exuded a bright and remarkable aura.

Thomas had picked up the dress from the designer's studio earlier and handed it to her through Lucinda.

Reporters and fans crowded the streets outside, leaving no space for movement

All of them were here for Justin.

Just as Seraphina stepped down from the car, her foot slipped unexpectedly, causing her to stumble.

The camera flashes in rapid succession. If she continued, her clumsy moment would undoubtedly make tomorrow's headlines.

Cursing under her breath, Seraphina swiftly retreated back into the car.

Lucinda, looking puzzled, asked, "What's wrong, Ms. Cross?"

"The heel broke. Find me another pair of shoes," Seraphina replied.

Lucinda quickly offered, "I have a spare pair that should fit. Ms. Cross, why not try these?"

Seraphina looked at her silently for a moment.

Lucinda maintained a stiff but careful smile.

"Alright. Thanks," Seraphina said eventually.

The spare high heels were brand new. Despite not being from a renowned brand, they were still acceptable

As soon as she stepped out again, countless camera flashes greeted her, more intense than a celebrity walking the red carpet.

Seraphina maintained her composed demeanor and smile. But halfway through her walk, the strap of the new heels suddenly came loose and snapped. Reflexively, she bent down to pick it up, but she immediately felt a chill run down her spine.

Crap! The zipper of her dress had come undone.

It wasn't freezing, but the night air was noticeably cooler than during the day.

The realization hit her like a shockwave; her whole body stiffened.

Everything seemed to be falling apart quickly, from the shoes to the dress.

This had never happened before.

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Both the shoes and the dress came from renowned designers known for their quality. There was no way these items should malfunction like this. Someone was sabotaging her!

Between the time the dress and shoes arrived and the moment she put them on, only Thomas and Lucinda had touched them.

Thomas had no reason to undermine her, but Lucinda...

Could the girl genuinely want to humiliate her in front of the public, hoping that Orion would lose

interest in her?

hat a pathetic move! Completely unnecessary!

Seraphina sneered inwardly,

She had graciously given Lucinda opportunities, but she was too eager to move toward her.

As the camera flashes continued, all Seraphina had to do was straighten up, and someone would undoubtedly notice the malfunction with her dress.

She could already feel the cold air creeping up her back, penetrating every pore.

The reporters were starting to sense something was off with her movements.

Taking a deep breath, Seraphina braced herself for the inevitable wave of mockery.

There was no escaping it-she would have to take the blow.

Just as she gritted her teeth and began to straighten up, a tall, slender figure suddenly loomed over her. She felt a black suit gently drape over her, enveloping her completely. Warmth and comfort enveloped her.

Startled, Seraphina looked up to see Wilson standing there, looking down at her. She was stunned.

Wilson smiled, calm and unshaken by the camera flashes. He made no inappropriate moves, only acting as if he was concerned about her being cold.

Everyone turned their attention to him, recognizing him as the subject of recent rumors.

The crowd grew more excited, cameras flashing with renewed vigor.

"Ms, Cross, is he your new boyfriend?*

"Are you two together?"

"Mr. Dros will be attending the event today as well. Do you have anything to say to him?"

"Did you two plan to attend, the event together? Could you introduce this gentleman?"

Countless muestions enunted around them but it all felt distant to Seranhim like noise from another

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world.

All she could see was Wilson's gentle smile, like a tranquil spring, calming the anxiety that had been gnawing at her heart.

Without a word, Wilson merely smiled for the cameras before guiding her into the theater.

As they arrived at the temporary lounge area inside the theater, away from the cameras' prying gaze, Seraphina finally exhaled with relief. Wilson's gaze fell on her shoes. His expression turned serious.

He kneeled down beside her and removed her shoes.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"These shoes don't match your dress," he said firmly.

The dress was a custom-designed, high-end piece, but the shoes were just an ordinary, mass-produced pair.

Just as he raised his gaze, Seraphina lowered hers.

Their eyes locked for a moment, freezing both in place.

"What are you two doing?"

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