Chapter 206: I Am Poor

She had been wandering outside for more than a decade, leaving at a young age and returning only after growing up. Recently, her grandfather had found someone to teach her about etiquette at the dining table of high society families. However, Emelia hadn’t fully absorbed it yet, as evidenced by the noise she made while cutting steak on her plate.

Feeling everyone’s eyes on her, she quickly turned red and stuttered an explanation, “Gra… grandfather, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have… I’ll learn properly.”

“Good girl, it’s okay,” old Mr. Foley patted her head and encouraged her.

Perhaps wanting to repay Emelia for speaking up for her earlier, Abbie now spoke in a gentle tone to ease the awkwardness.

“It’s alright. You’ll get better with practice. I remember Miss Lawrence stabbed the whole steak before but now she’s very familiar with using knife and fork.”

Hearing this comment sparked a round of mocking laughter from those around them as they whispered about the stunningly beautiful woman. “My goodness! She’s supposed to be an heiress from a third-rate company but doesn’t even know how to use cutlery!”

“I heard that her mother was mentally ill and died during childbirth while her stepmother is hypocritical and doesn’t like her much, so maybe no one taught her.”

“No wonder nobody likes her! Cheyenne is ruthless; haven’t you heard that she kicked out even own father from her villa?”

“Are you serious?”

“I’ve heard about this too.”

Abbie “belatedly” realized that she had offended Cheyenne. Without thinking too much, she quickly apologized, “Miss Lawrence, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean anything bad; I just wanted to comfort Emelia.”

steak

at Abbie, she said with a self-satisfied smile, “Miss Berry is right. I am poor.

“I’m poor…”

these words, old Mr. Foley’s hand trembled and he thought, “How could she say she’s poor? She possesses so many properties, any one of which

her statement of being poor. Kelvin felt a bit uneasy and gave Abbie a cold look, “You’re not feeling well, why don’t you go back

trying to get rid of

clenched her hand tightly,

face. “It’s… it’s okay. I’m fine. Kelvin… I still have a gift that I haven’t

was being modest at all as she looked at the simple fabric and ordinary brand

probably cost no more than two thousand

Abbie. I will definitely study hard. The Foley family is the richest in Akloit, and as their daughter, I will have to face more high-profile events

to work so hard since it seems like there aren’t any important people associated with the Lawrence family,” Emelia

had

while lazily

unemployed drifter without any ambitions unlike Miss Foley who has grand

Grand plans?

daughters only learned these things in order to marry

two words was already ironic

red-faced from anger and embarrassment while glaring fiercely at Cheyenne but it seemed like nothing could penetrate through Cheyenne’s nonchalant attitude which made Emilia feel like punching cotton

is! Whether it’s etiquette or talent, Cheyenne excels!” Old Mr. Foley

eyes before

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