Selena Quinn stood in place, her exquisite face no longer wearing her usual gentle and composed smile, but her lips were tightly pressed.
Caleb Crawford walked to Selena's side, looking at Seraphina Redgrave who was still on stage, his expression dark: "Your brother wouldn't really like her, would he?"
Today, they had thoroughly made an enemy of Seraphina. If she got close to Ethan Sterling, she would soar straight into the clouds.
If she came back later to seek revenge for today, they would really be at a loss for what to do.
Hearing this, Selena smiled elegantly: "I've long heard that Sylvia Shaw is quite impressive. Despite not coming from a prestigious family, she excels at everything, her studies are great, and she dances well. It's like there's nothing she can't do. Isn't it normal for my brother to like her?"
She was praising Seraphina again.
No one seemed to know what was so special about this Seraphina Redgrave.
