A False Heiress's Guide to Love and Power

Chapter 456

“Hello, teachers! The journey must have been tiring, right?”

“Quick, set your bags down and get ready for dinner.”

“All the vegetables are homegrown-fresh and organic, no chemicals here!”

“That’s right! And the meat? My husband and the mayor went down to the market first thing this morning to pick out the best cuts. It doesn’t get fresher than this.”

“You must be hungry. We weren’t sure what you all liked, or if you had any allergies, so we just made a little bit of everything.”

The villagers crowded around, their voices tumbling over one another, their warmth as overwhelming and relentless as the tide. The visiting group, flustered by such enthusiastic hospitality, waved their hands in protest, fumbling through polite refusals and reassurances.

“No, no, we’re easy to please-really, we eat anything.”

“We’re the ones bothering you, staying here for so long. Thank you for all this trouble.”

You can’t get

the commotion, had drifted to the back of the group, quietly distancing herself from the noisy

“Ms. Morton,

chatting with people. But me? I don’t really like big crowds. I’m more comfortable back

eyes lit up, as if she’d found a kindred spirit. “I don’t

She’s not here-she lives in

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up enough, they’ll bring me to the city too. But for

reached out

meal turned out to be far more elaborate than anyone expected. The long table was laden with roasted chicken, duck, goose, fresh fish, and an array of meats. The children eyed the spread hungrily, but hesitated to take more than a glance-it was clear this

washed over the visitors. For these villagers, tonight’s spread was a rare celebration. But for the city kids, such a meal-four dishes and a soup-was nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, they often picked

new. It wasn’t hard to tell-just one look at the villagers’ own well-worn, mismatched dishes made it obvious. Still, while the villagers’ old plates showed their age, they

out of their way to buy new tableware for their guests from the city-money

their thoughtfulness didn’t