Chapter 299: Impress Irene

"Elsie darling, I must say you look stunning."

"Elsie, you look amazing. You never fail to impress as always."

"Your Luncheon shines just like your personality, Elsie Lancaster. What an impressive woman you are."

"Darling, you look perfect! And what a well-thought-out Luncheon you have here. Everything from the design down to the food is perfect!"

"Well, thank you."

"Thank you so much."

"You flatter me. Thank you so much."

"It’s nothing, ma. Thank you."

That was Elsie Lancaster responding to the countless compliments she received from the parents in attendance of the Luncheon. And as expected, she basked in the attention.

Truly, Elsie looked stunning in the custom liquid gold silk gown that was tailored to perfection. The fabric clung to her perfectly like molten metal, rippling each time she took a step.

For the elites, the color of the day was liquid gold, but it was not surprising that Elsie dressed the best and was easily the star of the occasion. She was queen bee, after all.

Her fitted gown had a high neckline, accented with an elaborate mock neck collar embroidered in delicate gold thread and encrusted with tiny opals. The sleeves were long and slightly flared at the wrist, with slits lined in soft pearl mesh.

She wore the dress with champagne-gold stilettos, while her silver-colored hair was styled in a classic low chignon. It was sleek and had a twist of golden thread braided in it. Not even a single strand was out of place.

wore diamond stud earrings and a thin gold bracelet engraved with legacy names that

left people wondering—if she looked this perfect for a simple Luncheon, how then would she look at the Gala

arrangement was not

disentangled from a parent who had held her attention

no idea." Grace

snapped at first only to realize she was in an event where all eyes were

where her eyes could track them. And so far, she had not seen

her in particular." She didn’t say Violet’s name, but the venom in her

even need her? The Luncheon is going perfectly already and the parents

off, instinctively taking a step back when Elsie’s features darkened so dangerously

Grace’s hand and gave it a small squeeze.

Elsie being her kind, sisterly self. But to Grace, her breath hitched and

And Elsie knew.

patterns she knew her body would remember. Patterns

time, still stroking her palm. "Violet Purple needs to learn her place and what better way to remind her

suddenly dropped, low and grave.

"Fine. I’ll do

in carefully to whisper into her ear, "Who knows, maybe you’d be

of meat, Grace’s eyes lit

"Is something wrong?"

to see that it was her mother,

in a professional

to be told twice. She left at once, but not without one last look at her

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