Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Roseanne chuckled, "A cocktail dress might feel a bit too formal. I think a switch to something more casual could bring a pleasant surprise." Beverley's face turned sour, but with so many eyes on them, she couldn't make a scene. She had to suppress her anger.

Millie pursed her lips, shocked at how easily Roseanne had outshone her.

Nola caught the exchange of looks and smirked, "Some folks really can't tell a diamond from a rhinestone. It's just hilarious!" "Alright, I'll take both of these," she gestured to the sales assistant.

"Of course, just a moment please," the assistant replied with a beaming smile as they processed the payment.

"Anne, shall we head out? Maybe check out another store?"

"Sounds good."

After Nola and Roseanne left, Beverley looked down at her outfit with disdain, wishing she could tear it off and stomp on it!

Remembering standing next to Nola, feeling like a toad beside a swan, her temper flared. She pointed at Millie, "What a disaster! Can't you do anything right? Matching outfits is such a simple task, how can you be so useless?!"

was outmatched, Millie could only clutch her belly and say, her voice heavy with sorrow, "Ever since I got pregnant, I just don't have the energy. Last night, Alvin was out late for a work dinner, and I stayed up caring for him, so my mind's been foggy... I'm so sorry I couldn't meet your

and barely managed to control her fury. Yet, she

sake of my grandson, I'll

you ever fit in with the high society? If I take you out,

of fitting in with high society... Did that mean the Sherwood family was

do my best, Beverley," she

then

"Sweet words won't cut it. To elevate your taste, you need exposure. The more you see, the broader your horizons. This is an invitation to a high tea with

often accompanied by the clinking of fine china and the subtle aroma of teas from around the world. While men had their

recent years, tea culture

a hot

ladies' circle conversations. Though not everyone attending these gatherings