A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Reagan walked up to Sierra and spoke respectfully. "Ms. Shaw, these are the gifts Mr. Benson asked me to deliver to you."

Her eyes flashed with impatience as she frowned.

Benson was truly out of his mind.

He knew full well that she had given up the piano for him, disappointing and angering Jemima. Yet, he still ostentatiously sent her a gift, deliberately provoking Jemima. He wanted to make it impossible for her to continue playing the piano at school.

He was still the same always thinking only of himself, never considering the trouble he caused others.

Sierra's eyes burned with anger as she spoke coldly. "I've already told him not to send me anything. No matter how much he sends, I won't accept it. My decision won't change."

Reagan had a troubled look.

"Ms. Shaw, I can only do what Mr. Benson instructs me to do. He said if you refuse to see him, he'll send you gifts every day until you agree to meet him."

"He's truly mad," Sierra thought angrily. Seeing Reagan's helpless and troubled expression, she knew arguing with him was pointless. However, if she allowed Benson to continue this nonsense, she would no longer be able to stay at school.

Her cold gaze fell on the bouquet and purse in Reagan's hands. She stood up. "Fine! I'll come with you to see Benson.

Reagan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded, following behind her as they left.

The onlookers watched them walk away, and the whispers began to spread.

"I was right-Sierra has forgiven Mr. Benson. I told you no woman could resist such a romantic pursuit."

"I thought Sierra was so high and mighty. Turns out, it was just her tactics. No wonder she managed to snag a rich scion."

A wave of laughter and sarcasm followed.

Felicia watched Sierra's retreating figure, her eyes gleaming with jealousy.

She never expected this. That day, she had told Benson that Sierra had been flirting with other men since returning to school. Seeing how furious he was, she thought he would surely punish Sierra harshly. Instead, the very next day, he started showering her with gifts

Sierra sure knew how to play her cards.noveldrama

People used to say Sierra was Benson's lapdog, but now it seemed she had him wrapped around her finger.

Felicia turned to Janice, who stood

beside her with a dark expression. She leaned in to whisper, "Janice, see? I told you Sierra and Benson didn't really break up-they're back together again. She's as cunning as ever. She'll definitely use hiso influence to secure the Marisol Cup championship. Every step of this was part of her plan all along."

Janice clenched her fists, her gaze locked onto Sierra's back, her eyes growing darker.

"She won't get away with it," she said through gritted teeth, then turned and stormed off.

Felicia's lips curved into a faint smile. However, when her gaze fell on someone standing at the corner of the hallway, her expression froze. She quickly walked over.

"Cayden." Her voice softened as she looked up at the handsome young man, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Cayden glanced at her and gave a curt nod. His eyes remained fixed on Sierra, who had just stepped out of the school gates and gotten into a car. As he watched her leave, his

expression and gaze grew somber.

Felicia noticed his reaction and clenched her hands briefly before relaxing them. She then said, "I knew it! Sierra was so into Benson before—there's no way they actually broke up."