"I didn’t expect the slap to come this fast! She tried to act all high and mighty, but in the end, she completely embarrassed herself. How hilarious!"
"Exactly! If Mr. Lexington had any sense, he wouldn’t spare her a second glance. How could she ever compare to our beautiful goddess?"
"You’re all laughing at the pretentious one, but I’m the only one who actually feels bad for Mr. Dumont and Mr. Vasquez. Suddenly, they have such a powerful rival. I can’t even imagine how devastated they must be!"
Under Alessia’s mocking gaze, I remained unfazed and spoke calmly.
"I was clear enough the first time. I’m attending this dinner as a family member of the organizer."
I met her gaze head-on, unshaken. For a moment, she seemed unable to control herself and burst into laughter.
"Isla, you should be careful with your words. Tonight’s host isn’t someone you can just name-drop for fun."
Nicholas stepped forward then, his face twisted with contempt.
"Isla Vasquez, I’ve told you before. I hate liars. Do you think acting indifferent will change the way I see you? If anything, it only makes me hate you even more!"
Matteo, my brother, turned to me with helpless exasperation.