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?”

froze and wanted to hide it behind her, but

“Show me!”

“Ms. Yelena, this…”

Wendy’s timid stutter

Wendy sighed. “Ms. Yelena, this letter is

house!” Yelena snickered. “What

something I can’t do, it’s not your say, old woman! Go do what

letter!” Wendy was in distress. “She said she’ll come to collect it

Yelena gritted her teeth. “But I want to

dare say another word, I’ll ask dad

her helplessly and went to

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

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

Yelena was shocked.

last time. Although the third heir was the favored one in the family, Yale Hamerton was also significant in

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