However, unexpected work issues delayed their arrival. 

The crystal chandelier cast a dazzling light over the room. 

Dressed in a tailored cocktail dress, I descended the spiral staircase into the living room. 

From a distance, I spotted my brother, Shawn Wood. He was dressed sharply in a suit, his expression cold and detached as he called out to me, “Sierra, come here.” 

I walked over, deliberately ignoring Alec’s piercing gaze and Linda’s tearful, pitiful display behind him. 

Smiling sweetly, I asked, “What’s up, Shawn? Did you prepare a gift for me?” 

Shawn’s icy stare lingered on me for a moment before he spoke. 

“Bullying your classmates and insulting your friends—Sierra Wood, is this the kind of behavior the Wood family taught you?” 

His voice was loud and unyielding, drawing the attention of every guest in the room. 

“What are you talking about, Shawn? I don’t understand.” 

I turned to Linda, tilting my head innocently. 

“Who did I insult? When did I bully a classmate? I don’t even know her.” 

“Denying it now won’t help you. When you make a mistake, you pay the price.” 

Shawn’s voice was stern as he continued, “With Mom and Dad away, it’s my responsibility to discipline you.” 

He reached for a ruler from the antique shelf nearby, turning to face me with a harsh command. 

“Kneel down.” 

… 

In the grand banquet hall, countless guests turned to watch, their faces a mix of curiosity and barely concealed amusement. 

“What? Bullying a classmate? Even the Wood family’s heiress does things like this?” 

“Well, she’s been spoiled her whole life. It’s not surprising she’d lash out at someone better than her.” 

“Good thing her brother is stepping in. At least he’s not covering for her.” 

Under Linda’s triumphant and provocative gaze, I stood tall, refusing to bow. 

I smiled, letting venom drip from my words.