The parking lot of the Huntsâ mansion was full of luxury cars.
There were also many international limited edition cars. The jeep was simply too inconspicuous among them.
Thatâs why at first no one paid attention to whose car it was.
Yvonne was walking towards the lobby. She had only taken a couple of steps when suddenly she heard someone call out to her, âMiss Smith!â.
She looked back and saw Rachel walking with Miranda.
Rachel said something to Miranda. Then, she turned away from her and walked over. As soon as she got close, she touched her dress and commented with a smile, âSo it was you who borrowed this dress! It looks great on you. Youâre definitely going to outshine everyone at the party tonight.â
Her voice was quite loud, which made everyone around her look.
Yvonne was a little upset.
The Smiths were sticklers for discreet luxury and what they liked least was such ostentatious behavior in public. She preferred private discussions, so Rachel had gone a bit far in telling her that in person.
âI picked it out casually,â she told him. âYour dress is also very pretty, Miss Wood.â
Rachel, who knew what she was like, made light of the comment. She said, âYou donât have to be so modest! No one here is blind. Besides, this dress is very well known in the circle. With the exception of the Blue Enchantress, thereâs probably no other dress that can compare to this one!â.
Yvonne looked down. She smiled and said, âLetâs go in.â
âNo!â
gαâηÏνððsâ¤com, the place for amazing tales Rachel grabbed her arm with a smile and said, âI just saw the Andersonsâ car. If you wait here for a while, theyâre sure to come. When the two of them are together, anyone who isnât blind will be able to see who is the prettiest. You might as well let Mr. Hunt see for himself that heâs picked the wrong person.â
Yvonne felt a little taken aback by his words. âIsnât Nora Smith beautiful?â
Rachel hesitated.
Appearing in her mind were Noraâs fair, flawless countenance, her large, beautiful almond-shaped eyes, as well as her small, palm-sized face that looked even more beautiful than that of a celebrity.
She coughed and replied guiltily, âSheâs passable, I guess, but the way she carries herself is a little inferior. Sheâs usually in jeans and t-shirts, she looks very sloppy. Itâs the same with the way she walks, because she doesnât lift her feet when she walks. My mother has always taught me not to shuffle my feet when I walk. The way she wears her shoes, itâs like sheâs wearing slippers. Itâs very ugly.â
The more Rachel said, the more convinced she became of herself. She said, âHave you ever seen country people who come to cities to study? She behaves exactly like those country bumpkins! She doesnât have an elegant disposition or a strong aura around her. So what if sheâs a little beautiful, is there anyone in families like ours who only cares about how pretty her face is?â
A few people nearby approached them as she spoke. Hearing what she was saying, they asked in surprise, âWho are you talking about?â
Rachel smiled and replied, âNora Smithâs! You know, the Andersonâsâ¦.â. By the way, the live broadcast about her caused quite a stir the other time. Did you see it? To think they were talking about their domestic affairs in publicâ¦. Looks like they donât mind embarrassing themselves at all!â
âOh, are you talking about the same Nora Smith whose father turned out to be a fake after making all that fuss?â
âYes. Speaking of which, my family doesnât get it either. For people like them, just get rid of them by giving them some money and the matter will be solved. Why make such a fuss in public together with them? Although they eventually cleared it all up in public, wasnât it equally embarrassing for the Andersons? Although their adoptive father is really a troublesome and overly greedy man, itâs true that their mother had also become pregnant before they got marriedâ¦â
âDid you know? I heard that his mother was a famous New York socialite at the timeâ¦. The wives of the wealthy hated her the most. She was especially beautiful and also very skilled at seducing men, so she was involved with almost all the young men from the wealthy families of the time. She was the public enemy of all the wealthy ladies in New York at that time.â
ââ¦â
Rachel was very pleased to see how everyoneâs comments were getting more and more ridiculous. She said, âYes, thatâs the one!â.
âIs she attending the party too? Is she taking advantage of the invitation to the Andersons to attend? The Andersons are already in a bad position! Yet she keeps comingâ¦. She sure thinks highly of herself!â
âHey letâs ignore her later, shall we?â
âI donât want to talk to someone like that!â
ââ¦â
The few well-to-do young ladies who got along spared no effort to bad-mouth and gossip about other people once they met.
Yvonneâs lips slowly curved into a smile as she listened to them.
The group of girls chatted noisily as they stood in the doorway. After talking about Nora, they changed the subject back to Yvonneâs dress and paid her many compliments.
âSo what if her mother had had a very glorious existence back then? In the end, she ended up marrying someone in a small town â how could she compare to the Hunts or the Smithsâ¦? Just look at how gorgeous and expensive Miss Smithâs dress is when sheâs just attending a partyâ¦. No matter how stunning her mother was, can you find her a better dress?â
âExactly. No matter how stunning her mother was, itâs not like she passed it on to her, right? If not, why didnât she find a groom like Mr. Hunt?â
âMiss Smith and Mr. Hunt are a match made in heaven! When are they going to get engaged Miss Smith?â
Everyone in the wealthy circle had already heard the rumors that the Smiths and the Hunts were planning a political marriage. They had originally thought that the two would become engaged when they were eighteen, but, unexpectedly, nothing had yet materialized after all this time.
Although Justin had an illegitimate child, he did not marry in all these years, nor was there any news of the childâs biological mother. Yvonne didnât get married either, so everyone thought that both parties were still waiting for a suitable opportunity.
However, Yvonne looked down at the question and said nothing.
Irritability welled up in her.
They were too gossipy and were practically rubbing it in.
Rachel, who noticed Yvonneâs annoyance, interrupted them with a smile. She said, âThe affairs of the Hunts and the Smiths are not something you should be asking about. It is, after all, a union between two great familiesâ¦. Letâs not ask any more questions! I just saw the Andersonsâ car pull up. My cousin and Nora Smith will be here in a little while, Iâll point her out to you later!â
âYes, all right!â
âI, too, want to see how beautiful the daughter of the âpublic enemy of all the rich wives in New Yorkâ can be!â
âEven now my mother still grinds her teeth in fury every time she talks about Yvette Anderson. She says that my father was in love with Yvette Anderson back then, and that Yvette Anderson was his pipe dreamâ¦â
As they chatted noisily, Rachel looked off into the distance and said, âTheyâre coming!â
They all followed her gaze and peered out.
The woman walking in front wore a pink dress. Her shoulder-length hair gave her a very youthful and cheerful look. She was walking arm in arm with a middle-aged woman wearing a dress full of classic charm.
Sheril was obsessed with the lab, so she rarely attended parties.
Young women who didnât usually dance didnât attend the dance party the other time, so someone had mistaken her for Nora. He looked at Sheril and said, âIs that her in the pink dress? Although she looks quite beautiful, she doesnât look that amazing. Besides, her dress is so meh~â
But as soon as she said that, Sheril suddenly turned around, revealing the woman behind herâ¦.
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