The ladies of high society furrowed their brows, searching for the source of the voice.

A young woman, dressed simply with black-rimmed glasses, looked at them coldly.

"Jealousy breeds malice. Uplifting oneself by demeaning others is no virtue. Perhaps you should ponder how to improve yourselves and find your own happiness," she said coldly, adjusting her glasses before turning to leave.

The socialites glared at her, biting their lips in silent fury.

Elysia and Jessamine had been eavesdropping from behind a pillar, catching every word of mockery from the women and the young lady's sharp retort.

Corbin was away from their small private room, and as they came out looking for him, they happened upon the gossiping group.

ready to confront them but was held

was their first day of business trial, and it wouldn't look

hadn't expected someone to stand up for them, especially not a young

"Who was that

she's my brother's fiancée, chosen by my parents, Beatrix Sutton from

now understood why the socialites held

their nonsense to heart. They'll end up as divorced socialites, and you won't. Tarquin is devoted; once he's made his choice, it's for life. And if you're willing, the Huber family would be honored to stand in as your family. My parents adore you, praising your strength, independence, and optimism. They've wanted to formally acknowledge you as family for a while now." Elysia felt grateful, "Don't worry about me. Business is business, and I appreciate your parents'

Corbin. Before leaving, Elysia gave Beatrix another look, appreciative of her support,

evening, returning home around nine after dinner with Jessamine, Elysia ushered her kids to bed. Once in her bedroom, she couldn't resist asking Tarquin, "Is there something you want to tell

at her strangely since she walked

some women were gossiping about you

right, Beatrix must've told him! Some women were bad-mouthing me today, and Beatrix

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