The Ill-Fitting Gown

Just as Cierra was about to push Aleah away, the person holding her suddenly frowned and let go of her.

Aleah looked at her waist and asked, "Cierra, is this dress not fitting you well? It hangs loosely on you."

A banquet was a competition for upper-class socialites.

And the dresses and jewelry were their weapons.

They would talk about the brands of their Haute Couture and the designers of their jewelry. Out-dated gowns were not allowed, not to say fake ones.

Wearing an ill-fitting gown was also a shameful thing.

The surrounding people began to laugh at Cierra brazenly.

"How hilarious! Mrs. Trevino does not have a fitting dress."

"Be understanding. It's good enough to have a decent dress. Remember, she's just free to come back. Look at her hair. How outdated! No wonder Mr. Trevino doesn't like her! I'm wondering when Mr. Trevino will divorce her, and free himself!"

"..."

Aleah seemed to hear nothing. She complained to Draven, "Draven, how could you prepare such a dress for my sister?"

Cierra already knew that there would be such a bridge plot, so she watched Aleah's performance expressionlessly, thinking that she was childish enough.

Surprisingly, Draven explained, "I didn't get enough time to ask Cierra's size. I thought that you two shared similar figures, so I had the designer customize it according to your size. I didn't expect it to be inappropriate, and there was not enough time to modify it."

The discussion stopped abruptly.

Aleah almost couldn't maintain her smile.

Aleah already felt the mocking gazes of the people around her, as if they were saying that she was fatter than Cierra!

And that dress! When Sprince released it in the Spring/Summer, Aleah wanted that dress. But it hadn't been sold yet, so customers could only get it from the designer.

She didn't expect that Cierra would be the first to wear it!

She also did not expect that Draven would not only give this dress to Cierra but also speak for that bitch!

Taking a deep breath, Aleah tried to look nicer and complained to Draven, "Fine. Be careful next time."

Draven lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on Cierra as he muttered, "Mm."

Aleah gritted her teeth. She held Cierra and smiled, "Cierra, Draven sent many sets of clothing over this time. There are also different sizes. If you don't mind, you can change to another set. The ill-fitting gown doesn't look good.."

Cierra intended to refuse.

Although the gown didn't fit her, it was quite comfortable. However, when she was about to speak, she changed her idea and said, "Okay."

"The gown is in your old room. You can choose whichever you like. There are still guests here, so I won't go with you," said Aleah as she withdrew her hand.

"See you later," nodded Cierra.

Cierra held her skirt in hand and was about to leave when someone bent down to help her lift her skirt.

"I'll send you there," said Draven expressionlessly.

Cierra subconsciously looked at Aleah.

That wisp of resentment in Aleah's eyes was not missed by Cierra. But when Cierra tried to see clearer, Aleah was again a sweet and lovely girl. She asked, "Draven, Cierra gave me a birthday present. What about yours?"

Cierra pulled her skirt out of Draven's hand and said, glancing at him, "If a girl is angry, it will be very difficult to make her happy again. You should go get your gift first."

Then she left without hesitation.

Draven subconsciously clenched his fists, but the silky fabric still slipped away from his palm. When he lifted his eyes, only Cierra's slender back was left in his eyes.

Cierra walked straight to the most remote room, on the second floor of the villa.

Before Aleah returned to the Boyle family, she lived in the master bedroom with a balcony on the second floor. But when Aleah was back, she naturally gave that room back to its real master.

Back then, Cierra could read from Aleah's expression that she hated her. Whenever Aleah saw Cierra, she would snivel and talk about her old miserable life. That Cierra didn't live in the servant's room was already the mercy of Young Mistress Aleah Boyle.

However, compared to a remote room, the feeling of having to depend on others was real torture. When Cierra was alone in that narrow room, it was the most relaxed time of her day.

Cierra sighed with emotion and opened the door.

The moment the light was turned on, the door behind her was suddenly closed, which made a loud noise, and the key outside was pulled away.

She subconsciously turned around, and her arms were suddenly grabbed by someone strong.

Unfaithfulness

The banquet on the lawn of the villa was busy. Because of Cierra's ill-fitting gown, many socialites gathered together and talked about their common topics.

The birthday party slowly became lively during people's communication. Some people couldn't wait any longer and asked Aleah to cut the cake and make a wish.

"Draven, come and cut the cake with me," invited Aleah as she walked to Draven's side.

Draven glanced at his watch, and his face turned gloomy. He said, "I'll go look for Cierra. You can cut it with Vanessa."

Aleah did not expect that Draven was the first one who remembered Cierra had not been back. A hint of viciousness flashed across Aleah's eyes.

Aleah planned to talk about Cierra after cutting the cake. But she thought it was also a good time. The scene should be exciting.

She smiled, "I almost forgot that Cierra had already returned. Then I will go with you. Maybe Cierra is sad about the dress. I will go with you to explain."

Draven wanted to refuse, but Aleah's words persuaded him. And then he walked toward the villa.

Aleah looked at his back, and her smile was suddenly replaced by resentment.

She looked back at her friends, winked at them, and followed Draven.

And her friends called some other friends, and at last, a large group of people headed to Cierra's room.

Soon, people arrived in front of the most remote room on the second floor.

The moment the door was opened, everyone gasped in shock and looked at Draven.

The floor of the room was full of messy clothes, including men's coats, trousers, and shirts, and Cierra's ill-fitting dress was hanging on the clothes stand. The clothes stand was large enough to shield people's looks from the outside.

The messy scene alone was shocking enough, but still not a patch on the voice from inside.

"Wow, you're great! Yes, that's it!"

"The next one is mine, go away!"

"No need to hurry. Come one by one. Slow down."

"..."

People were silent, but their expressions were abundant, and their minds were noisy.

The Boyle family's adopted daughter is so bold! She even dares to do such a thing on her sister's birthday party! It seems that there is more than one man. Can it be that she knows that Mr. Trevino loves Aleah and decides to free herself? Is she unfaithful to Mr. Trevino?

Now Mr. Trevino has been made a cuckold by two men!

Good Lord, she's so bold!

When people were immersed in shock, a man's wail came from inside. "Me again? I can't take it anymore!"

People gasped again.

Well, well, how fierce can Cierra be, even two men can't satisfy her?

Everyone looked at Draven, and their expressions were interesting.

"Cierra, should not... Should we leave first?" asked Aleah.

Before she could finish speaking, Draven had already walked towards the clothes stand, carrying a gust of cold wind.

As if he had already lost his mind, he lifted the clothes stand with anger and overturned it along with those clothes!

Bang...

After the loud noise, there was a long silence.