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.”

want to slap steak into Abbie’s face but

she said with a self-satisfied smile, “Miss Berry is right. I am poor. I haven’t had steak until very recently, which is why I

“I’m poor…”

any one of which is

her statement of being poor. Kelvin felt

to get rid of

meaning and clenched her hand tightly, letting the

pale face. “It’s… it’s okay. I’m

she looked at the simple fabric and ordinary brand

probably cost no more than

the richest in Akloit, and as their daughter, I will have to face more

work so hard since it seems like there aren’t any

envy you for having an easier life,” she continued sarcastically while gesturing towards all the courses she had to take such as

but laugh at Emelia’s boast while lazily lifting up

drifter without any ambitions

Grand plans?

order to marry someone from

two words was already ironic

glaring fiercely at Cheyenne but it seemed like nothing could penetrate through Cheyenne’s nonchalant attitude which made Emilia feel like punching cotton candy

Whether

her eyes before she looked away

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