Third person's POV

At first glance, Emily was not interested in continuing the conversation.

But Patricia was standing next to them, and she seemed pleased with the man. Emily forced a smile with ladylike manners, "Nice to meet you. You're flattering me!"

"Alright. I'll leave you two alone!" Patricia said and left.

The smile on Emily's face turned a bit stiff after Patricia left.

Yet the man was interested in Emily. He passed a glass of wine to Emily and started chatting with her.

Emily was resentful. In her eyes, the man before her was so average in appearance and height. He was not even worthy of being Blake's servant.

She suddenly felt upset. Was this the kind of man Patricia thought she deserved?

The more Emily thought about it, the sadder she felt. Patricia was so prejudiced, she thought.

All was quiet in the car as they drove toward the city's bustling downtown. Catherine threw herself into Blake's arms.

Blake put one arm around her waist and took her hand in his with the other, playing gently with her fingers.

"What did you learn from my grandma today?" Blake asked with a chuckle.

"I learned quite a few ways of greeting, sitting posture, and etiquette," Catherine answered.

"How do you feel about that?"

"So tired!" Catherine sighed. "It was exhausting. I couldn't chime in when they were talking."

Blake comforted her, "You are new to this kind of life. And you'll socialize with them more and more. What do you do then?"

"I'll study and adapt to it if that is what you want. If you don't care about that, then I won't bother to learn them." Catherine smiled.

are willing to learn for

are the best. But since I have decided to do it, I must do it well, or I will be sorry for the time I

"Good for you."

only one whose time is valuable. My time

reached its

car and realized that they had arrived at

help but blush and stood helplessly

she wore, which perfectly revealed her fair skin and slender

as if his blood

changing expression on her face, he knew that

out, gently held her hand, and led her to the

some of the dishes were

the waiter left, the room finally

rang. He took out his phone, looked at Catherine,

"Answer it! What if there's

they possibly have?" Blake suspected that Noah had made the

his phone on

took mommy out again for a fancy meal. You didn't take me with you. I hate

stunned. Then they

I will take you for

like it!" Hedwig was easy to

Noah said, "Stupid Hedwig, go away. I want to talk to

bad guy. I won't

off. Maybe Noah ran away from her with

gave Blake

on her face as she waited to speak

in an adult-like tone, "Daddy, why did you

you mean by that? I just wanted to take

drop the act. You don't have to pretend in front of me. You

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