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?!"

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

her grandson to be, and barely managed to

sake of my grandson, I'll

will you ever fit in with

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

best, Beverley," she

then thought

more you see, the broader your horizons. This is an

china and the subtle aroma of teas from around the world. While men had their wines and luxury cars, women in these circles dazzled with their knowledge of luxury brands and, of late, a touch of cultured elegance in tea

years, tea culture

hot

ladies' circle conversations. Though not everyone attending

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