Chapter 135 Feeling Dejected
Reagan walked up to Sierra and spoke respectfully. "Ms. Shaw, these are the gifts Mr. Benson askedto 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 salways 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 sendanything. No matter
how much he sends, | won't accept it. My decision won't change."
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Reagan had a troubled look.
"Ms. Shaw, | can only do what Mr. Benson instructsto 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 cwith 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. | 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.
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? | told you Sierra and Benson didn't
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmreally 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 handsyoung 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."