Serena’s expression shifted, and the fury that had twisted her features a moment ago was replaced by a calm and gentle demeanor. She turned to Liza with a sweet smile. “Sister, I understand you must feel upset. By the way, the Reed Family is hosting a banquet today. Would you like to attend? If you want, you can take my car.” Before Liza could respond, Victoria sneered dismissively. “Serena, have you lost your mind? This car is a limited edition, and you’re the only one in the Sinclair Family worthy of sitting in it. What makes Liza think she has the right? Who does she think she is?” Liza’s gaze fell on the car, her memory sparking recognition. This wasn’t just any luxury car—it was the one her mother had lovingly customized for her when she was alive. Yet, here was Victoria claiming it belonged solely to Serena. Victoria smirked, her tone full of disdain. “Don’t think that just because you have a biological mother, you’re entitled to anything. Remember, no matter how capable you think you are, you need to be alive to enjoy it. Oh, you should recognize this car, shouldn’t you? The one your mother left behind? Well, guess what? It’s Serena’s now.” Serena let out a soft sigh, pretending to look apologetic. “I’m sorry, Sister. I was a little thoughtless earlier and forgot about the family rules. You know how it works—you should only use what matches your status. Even if someone gifts you something, you can’t use it if it’s beyond your worth. Don’t worry, though. I’ll arrange another car for you.” With that, she casually gestured toward a nearby vehicle. “That one seems appropriate for you, Sister. It suits your value. I’ll head to the Reed Family’s banquet first and wait for you there.” Liza followed her gaze to the car in question. It was an ordinary sedan, modest and unremarkable, priced at less than 200,000 yuan. Liza’s lips curled into a faint smile. How ironic. The illegitimate daughter was parading around in a world-class limited-edition sports car worth 80 million yuan, while the legitimate daughter—the rightful heiress—was expected to settle for a run-down vehicle. Serena’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she climbed into the luxury car. Even though Liza was the biological daughter, she had always managed to keep her beneath her feet. The thought of arriving at the Reed Family’s banquet in the limited-edition car brought a smug smile to her lips. Surely, everyone at the banquet would look up to her. The driver stepped forward to open the car door for Serena, but before she could enter, a calm yet authoritative voice interrupted. “President Sinclair, may I ask you something?” Startled, Serena turned toward the source of the voice. Approaching them was Mr Sinclair, accompanied by a tall, striking man whose features were nothing short of perfect. His presence was commanding, his aura exuding an elegance and power that made him even more attractive than Brandon. Serena’s heart skipped a beat.Mr Sinclair had always assumed that Albert’s presence at Sinclair Corporation was solely because of Serena. To him, everything revolved around her. Moments ago, Serena had been brought to tears by Liza, and if their family car hadn’t arrived in time, Serena wouldn’t have had the means to retaliate. Now that Albert had spoken up, Mr Sinclair was convinced it was to defend Serena and punish the “disrespectful” Liza. “President Albert, whatever you need to say, just say it directly,” Mr Sinclair declared with confidence. “No matter what it is, I’ll handle it accordingly. Here at Sinclair Corporation, we don’t tolerate those who abuse their position. Whether it’s my daughter or my wife, if they’ve done wrong, I’ll deal with them fairly!” Albert’s gaze flicked to Mr Sinclair, his lips curling into a sly smile. “Is that so? President , since you pride yourself on fairness, I’m sure you wouldn’t treat your daughters unequally. After all, they’re both attending the same banquet. If one rides in a luxury car while the other is assigned a shabby vehicle, wouldn’t that seem…unjust?” Mr Sinclair froze, completely thrown off by Albert’s words. Before he could gather his thoughts, Albert continued leisurely, “Now, I understand that the Sinclair Family’s second daughter is, let’s say, not from the same lineage. But surely you wouldn’t let her walk to the banquet? Of course, there’s a difference between an illegitimate daughter and a legitimate one. So how about this: why not arrange a different car for the second daughter? It doesn’t need to be as extravagant as the eldest’s luxury vehicle, but it should at least be respectable. After all, you treat both your daughters fairly, don’t you, President ?” The air grew tense as everyone processed Albert’s statement. It didn’t take long for them to realize what he was suggesting—he wanted Serena to relinquish the luxury car to Liza! Serena’s eyes brimmed with tears as shock and confusion overwhelmed her. What was happening? Hadn’t her father repeatedly emphasized that Albert’s interest in Sinclair Corporation stemmed from his admiration for her? Why, then, was Albert now siding with that woman, Liza? Desperately trying to salvage the situation, Mr Sinclair stuttered, “President Albert… I-I understand that you’re doing this with Sinclair Corporation’s best interests at heart. And I know you value Serena, which is why I arranged the finest car for her…” “The finest car for the second Miss Serena?” Albert interjected, raising an eyebrow in mock confusion. “Strange. I don’t see such an arrangement here. All I see is a limited-edition luxury car belonging to the eldest Miss Liza and a modest vehicle worth less than 200,000 yuan.” Mr Sinclair opened his mouth, ready to explain that the luxury car was meant for Serena, not Liza, but Albert cut him off with a dramatic gasp, as though something had just dawned on him. “Wait a moment, President ,” Albert exclaimed, his tone laced with feigned surprise. “Surely you’re not implying that this luxury car was intended for Second Miss Serena?” The crowd stared in stunned silence, all eyes shifting between Mr Sinclair and Albert. The tension was palpable, and even Serena’s carefully constructed facade began to crumble under the weight of the moment.