Cordelia paused in surprise. She did not know anyone from Centrolis, so what was up with this invitation?

“Ms. Cordelia?” Wendy urged, “When are you coming back for it?”

“Oh, tomorrow then…”

Before Cordelia could finish her sentence, she heard Wendy making a rushing sound of assent, and Yelena’s pompousness followed.

“How many times have I called you? Are you deaf?! If you can’t work here, pack up and go home!”

Wendy hung up frantically while Cordelia shook her head, listening to the busy tone.

“Who were you talking to just now?” Yelena crossed her arms as she looked at Wendy skeptically.

Wendy was usually afraid of her, so she stammered and was unable to speak a word being questioned like this.

Yelena’s gaze traveled down, and she saw the letter in Wendy’s hand.

“What’s that?”

to hide it behind her, but it was too

“Show me!”

“Ms. Yelena, this…”

annoyed by Wendy’s timid

“Ms. Yelena, this letter is for Ms. Cordelia.

is my house!” Yelena

if there’s something I can’t do, it’s not your say, old woman! Go do what you should do. Don’t be

is Ms. Cordelia’s letter!” Wendy was in distress. “She said she’ll come

her!” Yelena gritted her teeth.

dad to send you back.

at her helplessly and

envelope when she looked appalled. There was a big “Invitation” printed on it, while the letter below

rage and resentment. She tore the envelope up, and a beautiful invitation fell out—inviting Ms.

Yelena was shocked.

was stopped outside the entrance to the Hamertons’ dinner the last time. Although the third heir was the favored one in the family, Yale

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