Falling for a Lie, My Stepbrother’s Hidden Revenge. novel Chapter 49

Mrs. Clarke's face flushed with anger, her complexion shifting from red to white.

Sylvia gently squeezed Mrs. Clarke's hand in silent comfort before turning to Margaret with a measured smile. "What's shameful about honest work? I find it far more respectable than someone who does nothing but spend her husband's money on mahjong, beauty treatments, and health supplements."

"You—" Margaret pointed a trembling finger at Sylvia.

Sienna patted Margaret's back. "Don't let her upset you, Mrs. Ashcroft. Just ignore her nonsense."

Then to Sylvia, with clear disdain: "You're a housekeeper's daughter—basically a servant yourself. This is Mr. Sterling's event for his sister, with guests from proper society. Someone like you shouldn't be here embarrassing yourself."

Sylvia's smile brightened. "Proper society? How did someone of your... modest standing manage to get in?"

That struck a nerve. Sienna lost her composure.

"Who are you calling modest? A servant's daughter has no right to look down on me!"

"Trying so hard to curry favor with the Sterlings?" Sylvia arched an eyebrow. "Though your family barely qualifies to be their doorman."

"You—" Now it was Sienna's turn to point fingers. "Are you mad? Bitter because you couldn't keep Drake and taking it out on me? Well, if you can't hold onto a man's heart, at least keep your petty jealousy to yourself."

"Did Drake tell you he was hospitalized after fighting for me?" Sylvia asked mildly.

Sienna froze. So those injuries were because of Sylvia?

Margaret clearly didn't believe it. "As if you'd be worth fighting over."

"Let's go," Sienna tugged at Margaret's arm. "She's beneath our notice."

Throughout the evening, Sienna kept watching Sylvia while networking with other guests. Finally, after ten minutes, she saw her chance when Sylvia headed to the powder room.

She followed quickly.

In the ladies' room, Sienna deliberately crowded Sylvia, using the moment to slip her bracelet into Sylvia's handbag.

Sylvia, repulsed by the unwanted proximity, pushed Sienna away. "The room's large enough. Why are you crowding me?"

Sienna smirked, her goal accomplished. "It's not your private bathroom. I'll walk where I want."

Sylvia laughed inwardly. Actually, it was hers—the entire estate belonged to the Sterlings, and as Alexander's cousin, it was quite literally her family's property.

Minutes later, in the ballroom, Sienna announced her bracelet was missing.

She confronted Sylvia with manufactured outrage. "You stole it, didn't you?"

"Are you certain?" Sylvia asked mildly.

Meanwhile, upstairs, Asher and Alexander had finally concluded their important meeting with the foreign couple. Asher headed to the restroom while Alexander walked the couple out, running into Drake in the hallway.

"Mr. Sterling, how are you?" Drake greeted him with a smile.

Alexander frowned slightly. "And you are...?"

Drake covered his momentary embarrassment, introducing himself.

After exchanging brief pleasantries, Drake presented his gift. "I hear your sister is getting engaged. Congratulations. This is a small engagement gift for her."

Though the gift was for Alexander's sister, Drake knew he needed to curry favor with Alexander himself. Giving the gift through him was the proper approach - Alexander needed to know about this gesture for future business negotiations.

Alexander, well-versed in such social maneuvering, actually appreciated Drake's understanding of etiquette. He'd planned to end the conversation quickly, but this gesture made him reconsider.

"How thoughtful," Alexander accepted the box. "Let me thank you on my sister's behalf."

His manner warmed slightly. "She's actually downstairs in the ballroom. Why don't I introduce you? After all, it is her engagement gift."

Drake noticed the shift in Alexander's attitude. His tension eased - this strategy seemed to be working.

With a bright smile, Drake replied, "Thank you, that would be perfect."