Chapter 508: The Unheeded Birthday Party (8)

Chapter 508: Chapter 508: The Unheeded Birthday Party (8)

Seraphina Sterling shot him a glare. ’I get it, so stop talking! Any more and you’ll make Mom cry!’ "Mom, don’t worry. Wyatt Gallagher is a doctor. If he says it’s nothing, then it’s nothing. I’ll take this music box with me wherever I go, and then I won’t have insomnia anymore!"

"I certainly hope so," Kimberly Jennings said, still unconvinced.

"Mom, look, more guests are arriving. You should go greet them, or people will think the Sterling Family has no manners! Just leave Wyatt Gallagher to me. I’ll keep him company!" With that, Seraphina Sterling pulled Wyatt Gallagher aside. ’If he stays here any longer, who knows what else he’ll blurt out!’

Wyatt Gallagher felt the softness of her hand, and a jolt went through him. It was the first time they’d ever been this close. ’Her hand is so small, so soft.’ The instant she took his hand, he felt as if he held the entire world. The void in his heart was finally filled with breathtaking color.

Seraphina Sterling, however, saw nothing wrong with her actions. She pulled him over to a nearby wall. "Don’t talk about my health in front of my mother again. It makes her worry!"

When the soft touch suddenly vanished, a pang of disappointment hit Wyatt Gallagher. Still, he kept a gentle smile on his face. "If you don’t want your mother to worry, then you need to start paying attention to your own condition. You’re so careless with your health. If you collapse one day, your mother will blame herself even more."

"It’s not that serious! You doctors love to exaggerate," Seraphina Sterling said, rolling her eyes at him.

Wyatt Gallagher simply watched her in silence, but his insistent gaze made Seraphina Sterling feel pressured. "Fine, fine! I know you mean well. I’ll pay more attention to my health from now on, and if anything feels wrong, I’ll contact you right away. Does that put your mind at ease?"

"It’s a promise, then. The moment you feel the slightest bit unwell, you must contact me immediately," Wyatt Gallagher said, his tone grave. ’Her health is a serious problem. A healthy body is priceless.’

"Well, well, Seraphina Sterling. What are you doing hiding over here? Are there so few people at your party that you’re too embarrassed to show your face?" Aiden Faulkner was wearing a tight black dress that gave her the air of a cold, glamorous beauty.

"I think it really just comes down to popularity. Didn’t I just have my own birthday party the other day? The guests nearly filled our entire hall. Of course, our hall is nothing compared to the Sterling Family’s. But seeing this paltry handful of people, I have to say, it’s useless for the Sterling Family to have such a big hall. It just makes the empty space look even more pathetic."

Fiona Chapman had arrived with Aiden Faulkner, and she was also wearing a black gown, though hers was a cuter style and not as provocative as Aiden’s.

"I mean, Miss Sterling, even if the turnout is low, you can’t just hide here because you’re embarrassed. That’s incredibly rude to the guests who did come! We all came here to celebrate with you, so what does it say when the hostess herself is a no-show?"

Aiden Faulkner’s smile grew wider. She was here today for one reason: to watch Seraphina Sterling humiliate herself. ’That Shelby Fenton is a truly vicious girl,’ she thought. ’To come up with a revenge scheme like this...’

"Come on, let’s go over there," Fiona said. "Even though the crowd is a far cry from my birthday party, you should still thank them one by one. After all, they all brought gifts!" Fiona Chapman never missed an opportunity to put Seraphina Sterling down and flaunt her own status.

Seraphina Sterling just smiled, paying their words no mind. "Since you two are so eager, let’s go together."

Aiden Faulkner froze. ’My words had no effect on her at all? How is that possible? Seraphina Sterling must be faking it. That has to be it! For a party this grand, not even twenty people showed up. As the guest of honor, how could she possibly not care?’

"But seriously, I’ve been to countless parties in my life—engagement parties, weddings, graduation celebrations, appreciation banquets, birthdays—but I’ve never seen one as pathetic as this! There’s just nobody here!"

"Exactly! Forget formal banquets; even the private tea parties in our circle have more people than this. It just shows how awful your reputation must be! Even with the title of Miss Sterling, even with the entire Sterling Family backing you, people still won’t give you the time of day! You should have just invited all your classmates, regardless of their background or status. At least they could’ve served as seat-fillers! The scene would have looked a little better, and it would certainly be better than this!"

Fiona Chapman added fuel to the fire. Any friend of Nadia Chapman was her enemy.

Wyatt Gallagher’s brow furrowed deeply. He was about to speak, but Seraphina Sterling silenced him with a single look. ’These two are just here to see me make a fool of myself,’ she thought. ’If I get angry and argue back, I’ll be falling right into their trap. They’ll just use it as a chance to blow things up, and that would be the real disaster.’

’What they’re saying is true, but if they aren’t tired of hearing themselves talk, they can go right on. I couldn’t care less. If I can’t handle a small thing like this, if this is all it takes to make me lose my temper, how will I ever survive in the business world?’

"Seraphina, happy birthday!" Genevieve Churchill had skipped class to be here; unfortunately, it was a class with a real old-timer, notoriously difficult to get out of, which was why she was late.

"Didn’t I tell you not to come? You actually skipped that old-timer’s class? Do you want to lose your scholarship?" Despite her words, Seraphina Sterling was overjoyed. She didn’t care who else showed up; Genevieve Churchill was her best friend, and that was different.

"It’s Seraphina’s birthday. How could I not be here?" Genevieve Churchill said, glancing at the two people flanking Seraphina. "Wow, this party is next-level. You even come with your own personal bodyguards!"

"Who are you calling a bodyguard? I’m Fiona Chapman, the young lady of the Chapman Family!"

"Oh? Isn’t the young lady of the Chapman Family Nadia Chapman? Since when did a Fiona Chapman pop out of nowhere?" Genevieve Churchill asked, shooting Seraphina Sterling a look of mock surprise.

"Nadia Chapman has already left the Chapman Family! She has nothing to do with them anymore. Now she’s just a complete nobody!" Fiona Chapman was furious. She hated, more than anything, when people mentioned Nadia Chapman in front of her.

Aiden Faulkner sneered, "So, Seraphina Sterling, you really did call a classmate over for backup. But it’s no use, no matter how many people you call. You’ve already made a complete fool of yourself today!"