Showing Them a Good Time

I'm the heiress of an affluent family. The housekeeper's daughter secretly wears my gown prepared for my birthday party, and I'm about to teach her a lesson.

Suddenly, I see real-time comments.

"This female antagonist is just jealous that the female protagonist looks better in the gown than she does!"

"It's fine. The male protagonists are going to show up soon!"

"Let's hang on for a bit more. I'd like to see this antagonist continue being so snobby once her family goes bankrupt!"

In the next second, my brother and fiancé show up. They shield the housekeeper's daughter in their arms.

Sneering, I commanded the staff, "Strip all three of them."

Roxanne Lynch, the housekeeper's daughter, had stolen my ten-million-dollar gown and wore it to my birthday party. Just as I was about to get people to rip the gown off her, something that looked like a holographic screen filled with real-time comments appeared before my eyes.

"The female antagonist is just jealous that the female protagonist looks better in that gown than she does!"

"She looks down on others just because she's rich! Let's see if she can still be this arrogant once the male protagonists force her into bankruptcy and break her legs!"

In next to no time, my own brother and fiancé came to Roxanne's defense. Shielding her protectively, they rebuked me harshly, saying, "All you lost was a dress, but you're making her lose her dignity! How can you bully someone like that?"

Sneering, I commanded the staff, "Strip all three of them."

I was going to prove to them what bullying actually looked like!

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"It's just a gown, Violet! What's the big deal about letting Roxanne wear it? Must you be this harsh? Don't think you'll catch my attention by bullying her. I'm telling you right now. Even if you had this gown on, you wouldn't even be able to hold a candle to her!"

The loud, garish voice made my head hurt.

Frowning, I looked at the man and woman standing in front of me—Benjamin Hall and Roxanne Lynch. One was my fiancé, while the other was the daughter of my family's housekeeper, Martha Baxter.

They were all wrapped up in each other's arms, making it seem like I was the villainous monster who was trying to separate a loving couple.

The gown Benjamin spoke of was the one I paid a designer millions to get custom-made specifically for my birthday celebration.

It went without saying that Roxanne knew how much that gown meant to me. More than once, she said to me, "Aren't we friends, Violet? You have plenty of beautiful gowns anyway. Why can't you give me this one?"

After I had rejected her once again, she volunteered to tidy up the room where I kept the gown. However, she secretly put on my gown when no one was looking and even showed up at my birthday celebration, where she stood with Benjamin.

As their outfits were the same color, they