CHAPTER 166: .PART IN FREN OMITTED IR FML MUST. C... WITH CAN ON REF THE LIKE OF

Frederick Stewart laughed. "Didn’t she forget?"

"You believe her nonsense?" Sabrina Johnson exclaimed agitatedly. "She knows everything; she’s just pretending! All for the Johnson family fortune! Everything belonging to the Johnson family was supposed to be ours, but no, she had to show up *now* of all times."

"Whether I believe it or not is irrelevant. If she wants to take revenge on me, she needs to consider her own capabilities!"

Frederick Stewart gazed at the captivating woman, a smile in his eyes. Whether she had truly forgotten or was merely pretending, the current Sienna Johnson was no match for him.

If she’s smart enough, she’d better have genuinely forgotten.

"Frederick, don’t be fooled by her appearance. Sienna Johnson isn’t some innocent little bunny; she’s a venomous snake!"

"Sabrina Johnson, are you that afraid of her?" Frederick Stewart’s voice carried a hint of disappointment.

"Afraid of her?" she scoffed. "Why would I be afraid of her?!"

Sienna Johnson put on a smile and walked towards the two people greeting guests at the entrance.

"Mr. Stewart and Mrs. Stewart are here too..."

Frederick Stewart was dressed in a well-fitting suit, his hair styled with mousse, making him look even more like a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Thinking that the two people right in front of her had nearly killed her, Sienna Johnson desperately wished she could retaliate immediately. But she was too weak right now; she could only dream about it.

Endure! She had enough patience!

"It’s Sienna’s birthday, so of course, I had to come. I haven’t seen her in two years, and Sienna has become even more captivating." Frederick Stewart’s gaze on her was intense and unreadable, and anyone unaware of the truth might have thought he was mesmerized by Sienna Johnson.

Sienna Johnson didn’t believe Frederick Stewart was capable of loving any woman. Even though he had married Sabrina Johnson, she couldn’t believe it was a union of love; she was more inclined to think it was a sordid marriage of convenience.

Sienna Johnson chuckled. "Oh, really? So, do you regret not marrying me instead?"

Sienna Johnson’s light, teasing remark made Sabrina Johnson’s expression change drastically. She snarled,

"Sienna Johnson, don’t be so shameless!"

Tonight, Sienna Johnson instilled a sense of crisis in Sabrina Johnson, especially when Sabrina saw her own husband looking at Sienna with *that* gaze.

"What are you so nervous about? It was just a joke. Did you think I, like you, enjoy snatching up other people’s cast-offs?"

She leaned closer to Sabrina Johnson and whispered in her ear, "Only someone like you would treasure him. Even if you offered him to me, I wouldn’t be interested." Her disdainful gaze swept over Frederick Stewart’s face before she walked inside with graceful strides.

Mother Johnson stood in the foyer, watching her daughter approach gracefully. She had never imagined—never imagined—her daughter would blossom into such a stunningly beautiful and captivating woman. As Sienna Johnson, dressed in a golden gown, walked towards her, there was an astonishing beauty in her features, a maturity that transcended her age. Mother Johnson was so emotionally overwhelmed that she momentarily lost her composure.

Grandmother and Mother Johnson stood together, smiling as they watched their granddaughter approach with elegant poise.

Grandmother said proudly, "Pauline, it’s like seeing you in your younger days. However, while you two look alike, your temperaments are completely different. You possess a gentle, water-like beauty, whereas Sienna has a fiery, commanding beauty—the kind that can be quite imposing."

...

"I wonder what kind of man my outstanding granddaughter will find to marry into our family." She was very much looking forward to it and had high hopes for Sienna Johnson.

She believed that Sienna Johnson, as she was now, could support the Johnson family’s business.

However, Sienna Johnson’s appearance ignited an inexplicable rage in Pauline Briggs.

Mother Johnson was very traditional at heart. She did not approve of a daughter who was so flamboyant and behaved like a socialite. She believed girls should be like Sabrina Johnson—demure, obedient, and gentle as water.

"A woman who is too assertive is like a man. Who would dare marry such a woman? And she’s supposed to find a husband to marry into the family? What decent man would be willing to be a live-in son-in-law? Those who show interest in her are likely just after our Johnson family’s wealth."

Kathryn, standing nearby, was terrified to hear this, hardly daring to breathe. The old madam’s expression had already turned quite sour, but Pauline Briggs, consumed by her own anger, failed to notice.

The old madam actually had quite a temper. It was only in recent years, with age, that she had begun to cultivate her mind and rarely lost it.

"Even if they’re after the Johnson family’s money, with Sienna’s abilities, she’ll definitely be able to handle any man!"

...

"It’s just a matter of borrowing some ’seed.’ If the man proves unreliable, once the ’seed’ is borrowed, she can just kick him out!" the old madam declared domineeringly.

Kathryn: ...

Only then did Pauline Briggs realize the old madam was displeased. She quickly reined in her emotions and said, "Mother, please don’t be upset. I just feel a girl shouldn’t be so ostentatious."

The old madam shot her a sidelong glance and admonished, "Don’t think that just because I’m old, I don’t know what’s going on. I’m making this clear right now: from now on, if anyone dares to cause trouble for Sienna, they’ll have to answer to me!"

"Mother..." Pauline Briggs cried out, feeling wronged.

"Sienna wears a size medium, and she despises the color pink. Don’t use such things to antagonize her anymore." The old madam looked at her daughter-in-law and said, "Fortunately, Sienna is not like you. Otherwise, our Johnson family would truly be finished."

Sienna Johnson walked over, glanced at the aggrieved Pauline Briggs, and greeted her coolly, "Good evening, Madam Johnson."

"I’m your mother!"

After offering a perfunctory greeting, Sienna Johnson ignored her and took the old madam’s arm, saying, "Grandmother, let’s go inside."

"Don’t be nervous, I’m here with you," the old madam encouraged Sienna.

"With Grandmother backing me up, I’m not afraid."

The grandmother and granddaughter walked in, chatting and laughing.

Sabrina Johnson, dressed in pale pink, stared at Sienna Johnson, nearly grinding her teeth to dust. For so many years, she had always kept Sienna Johnson beneath her heel. Now, Sienna had actually managed to turn the tables and was lording it over her!

"Mother, look at Sister! Anyone who didn’t know better would think a socialite had walked into our house... attracting all sorts of unwanted attention. It’s truly a disgrace to the Johnson family!"

Sabrina Johnson hated this reversal of roles. She desperately wanted to lash out but forced herself to swallow her anger. With so many guests present, she absolutely could not cause a scene. The tips of her fingers dug sharply into her palm as she managed to force a strained smile onto her face.

"What socialite? That’s your sister! How can you speak of her that way?" Pauline Briggs found the word "socialite" extremely jarring.

"I’m sorry, I’m just not used to Sister behaving like this," Sabrina Johnson said in a low voice.

Pauline Briggs glanced at her adopted daughter, her eyes sweeping over the girl’s attire, and said, "If your sister were as demure and sensible as you, I might live a few years longer."

"Mother, how could you say such a thing? Dad is gone; now you’re all I have." Sabrina Johnson leaned affectionately against Mother Johnson’s shoulder, which visibly improved Mother Johnson’s mood.

"Let’s go. After all, today is both of your birthdays."

Yes, *their* birthdays. She had always been the main attraction before. This time, her spotlight had been stolen by that woman, Sienna Johnson. Why hadn’t she died? Why did she have to come back?