CHAPTER 242: CHAPTER 242: FIONA DUNN

But she was always thick-skinned, so she completely ignored Seraphina Sinclair’s words. Instead, she took out an invitation from her pocket and tossed it in front of her, ordering haughtily, "Tomorrow is my 20th birthday, I’m specially allowing you to attend my birthday party."

"Sorry, I’m not interested." Seraphina Sinclair rubbed her throbbing temples and replied before Fiona Dunn finished speaking.

"What did you say?" Fiona Dunn seemed unable to believe what she heard, her voice suddenly rising two pitches, "I specially invited you to my birthday party, and you dare not come?"

Seraphina Sinclair just rolled her eyes. Does this girl have a bit of a brain problem?

Seeing Seraphina Sinclair remain silent, Fiona Dunn stood up and threw the invitation in front of her: "You’re not afraid you’ll make a fool of yourself if you come, are you? Coward, you’re just a country old woman who hasn’t seen the world."

When Fiona Dunn met Seraphina Sinclair, she didn’t present herself as a high-class lady, so Fiona always treated her as a country bumpkin who got lucky enough to snag the island’s host to become the most honorable woman on the island.

So whenever there was a chance to embarrass Seraphina Sinclair, she never missed it.

Although every time, it ended up backfiring on her, yet she was still tireless, convinced that one day she’d succeed in making Seraphina Sinclair completely embarrassed.

Because of Fiona Dunn’s peculiar thinking, Seraphina Sinclair never bothered with her, but she also never went out of her way to cause trouble for her. After all, dealing with a brainless woman was not her style.

After Fiona Dunn tossed down the invitation, she vanished in a flash, as if afraid Seraphina Sinclair would again refuse.

Holding the gilt invitation, Seraphina Sinclair was extremely annoyed.

Jude Sinclair, who had just woken up, saw the scene and couldn’t help but laugh aloud, "Mommy, was it Fiona causing trouble for you again?"

"That’s not trouble at all." Seraphina Sinclair rubbed her temples again.

"If Mommy doesn’t want to go, then don’t go." Jude Sinclair looked at the invitation and said that ever since they came to the island, they went to Fiona Dunn’s birthday party every year.

This time if Seraphina Sinclair didn’t want to go, there’s no need to.

Seraphina Sinclair shook her head, "Of course, I have to go. Even if not for Fiona, at least out of respect for Joel White."

After all, she’s his future wife, so I can’t make the relationship too tense.

At that moment, Joel White’s voice came from the door, "You don’t have to mind me. If you don’t feel like going, it doesn’t matter. It’s nothing serious."

"Fiona is your fiancée, saying her birthday’s no big deal isn’t quite right." Seraphina Sinclair crossed her arms, lazily lying on the sofa, disagreeing with Joel White’s words.

"The engagement was decided by grandfathers of both families, I never agreed to it. Besides, I only consider her a little sister." A sigh slipped from Joel White’s lips, his expression dimming.

Seraphina Sinclair comforted him, "I know feelings can’t be forced, but both families are close right now. Not attending her birthday would be inappropriate."

"But..." Joel White hesitated, unsure how to continue.

"No buts. That girl’s scheming is written all over her face, you don’t have to worry I’d suffer." Seraphina Sinclair understood what Joel White was worried about, but someone like Fiona Dunn thinking she could bully her was off by decades.

Recalling Fiona Dunn’s previous antics, even the usually stoic Joel White cracked a faint smile: "You’re right, godmother, although Fiona is scheming, she can’t keep a secret, so there’s really nothing to worry about."

Seraphina Sinclair remained noncommittal.

The following evening, Seraphina Sinclair appeared arm-in-arm with Camille White at Fiona Dunn’s birthday party.

Fiona Dunn, for this birthday party, prepared meticulously for months, all to capture Joel White’s attention. Just customized dresses alone cost nearly ten million.

As the birthday girl, she wore a fiery red little dress, its princess-style with vintage lace design, the skirt just knee-length, adding a touch of mature femininity to the cuteness.

To complement this haute couture dress, she also wore a red agate necklace and earrings.

Although agate isn’t the top choice in jewelry, it suits a young, beautiful girl best—adding nobility and elegance without looking too aged like gems or diamonds.

Fiona Dunn was full of confidence today, believing herself the most beautiful woman at the party.

Up until the moment Seraphina Sinclair appeared, she strutted around the crowd like a proud peacock, greeting everyone.

However, the instant Seraphina Sinclair showed up, almost all eyes turned to her.

Today, Seraphina Sinclair wore a dark blue fishtail sheath dress, the hem spread out like waves underfoot, resembling a mermaid swimming in water.

Her cascade of big, wavy hair flowed naturally, and the simple crystal necklace added an extra aura to her appearance.

Intending not to stand out, she chose dark blue tones. Yet, even wearing a rag, her face couldn’t conceal her charm, effortlessly outshining Fiona Dunn.

Naturally, Fiona Dunn wasn’t pleased about being upstaged.

She marched over to Seraphina Sinclair with her lips pouted, glaring fiercely: "Seraphina, are you doing this on purpose? What do you think you’re doing, dressing so flamboyantly? Knowing full well today’s my birthday, you came to stir trouble, didn’t you?"

Seraphina hadn’t intended any slight, but since Fiona Dunn put it that way, she could only play along, "Miss Dunn made a personal invitation, so of course I should dress up for your birthday party. Isn’t that showing you respect?"

"You just wait, Seraphina!" Fiona Dunn stomped her foot.

"Here’s the gift." Seraphina Sinclair handed her gift box to Fiona Dunn.

Even though Fiona Dunn had a grudge against Seraphina Sinclair, she held no animosity towards gifts. Receiving it cheered her up, although she shot Seraphina Sinclair a fierce look.

"Don’t think you can buy me off with a gift, hmph!"

Just then, Joel White appeared at the entrance, and seeing the man she adored arrive. Fiona Dunn quickly tossed the gift to a servant, and ran towards Joel White.

Her eyes filled with admiration, she sweetly called, "Joel, you’re here, where’s my gift?"

Joel White took out a beautifully wrapped box, his voice softening, "Happy Birthday, Fiona."

"Thank you, Joel. I really like the gift." Fiona Dunn handed the gift to a servant, then shyly clung to Joel White’s arm.

Everyone could see Fiona Dunn’s feelings for Joel White.

Seraphina Sinclair stood aside with a glass of red wine, observing the interaction between Joel White and Fiona Dunn. Joel kept saying he only regarded Fiona as a sister, but it didn’t seem entirely true.