Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

“Of course. She’s the youngest sommelier to make a name for herself. She’s better than me.” The sommelier couldn’t believe Elspeth would lie through her teeth, and he guffawed. “And you claim to be her? Is that a joke?”

“Why can’t I be her?” Elspeth looked at the sommelier with a smile. “Three years ago, Rarity made a name for herself at an international wine-tasting event and was dubbed the Tongue of God. Haven’t you seen the video? I looked different back then, but you should be able to recognize me immediately.”

The sommelier looked awkward while the guests quickly searched for the video. Every sommelier was shown clearly on the screen, including Rarity, the winner of that event.

“Whoa, it is her!”

“I can’t believe a world-famous sommelier is right here at this event. This is incredible!”

“I can’t believe someone said she was a bumpkin. She’s Rarity herself. How could someone be so stupid?”

“Rarity is old Mr. Joneson’s granddaughter? Whoa, she’s the family pride.”

The crowd burst into a discussion, and Elspeth stared at the sommelier, standing straight up so he could have a better look at her face. “That was me. It was a famous event, but not everyone cared about it. It isn’t something related to their everyday life, just like how most people have no idea that Willem-Alexander is the king of Hollish.” She looked at him mischievously. “So, world-famous sommelier, don’t tell me you have no idea this video exists.”

The sommelier felt embarrassed. He did bluff a little. At most, he was a slightly famous sommelier, and everything he knew about Rarity was merely from stories he had heard from others. He had heard about her, but he had no idea what she looked like. “I am sorry, Miss Rarity. I shouldn’t have suspected your judgment.” The sommelier was proud, but he was willing to admit his faults and acknowledge his betters.

Elspeth shrugged it off. “Next time, have a taste of the drinks at a wine-tasting event. You are a sommelier, so use your tongue.”

about half his age, and he was a little fidgety about being lectured by her, but he

took the glass from the podium and

with a smile. “Thank you.” After that, she noticed everyone was treating her differently, especially the men who previously thought she was a bumpkin. Now, they were trying to be her sycophant. She shot them a look and approached Frank. “Here. The glass you want.” She tossed the glass to

as well and

into his eyes and smiled beautifully. “Just because

a beat. “You are indeed pretty.”

Elspeth was about to call him a pervert, someone shouted, “Look!

looked into the sky and saw a big barrel of lard hanging from a drone. On the very next second, the barrel of lard was dropped into the backyard. Alarmed, Elspeth grabbed Frank and dodged the attack. Spencer easily evaded

to Frank and

The sentence was never finished. A shocked Frank quickly pulled her

felt a wave of pain coming from her arm. Her skin was burned, but she held back her pain and raised her head. Right then, she saw someone hurrying away with a bottle of acid in their hand. Not the time to chase after them. She held Frank

the severity of the situation, Spencer frowned. “No time.

went to the hospital. Frank was taken into the operating room,

attack was reported, and everyone’s eyes were on it. It even showed up on Google Trending three

sommelier, Rarity.