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.”

might want to slap steak into Abbie’s

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

“I’m poor…”

properties, any one of which is worth millions. What

doubt about her statement of being poor. Kelvin felt a bit uneasy

to get rid

hidden meaning and clenched her hand tightly, letting the nails sink into her soft palm. It

okay. I’m fine. Kelvin… I still have a

being modest at all as she looked at the simple fabric and ordinary brand of Cheyenne’s

more than two

study hard. The Foley family is the richest in Akloit, and as their daughter, I will have to face more

Lawrence doesn’t really need to work so hard since it seems like

she continued sarcastically while gesturing towards all the courses she had to take such as piano lessons or etiquette classes for

while lazily lifting up her head

an unemployed drifter without any ambitions unlike Miss Foley who

Grand plans?

learned these things in order to marry someone from

two words was already ironic

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 candy — completely

are, she isn’t as incompetent as you think she is! Whether it’s etiquette

her eyes before she looked away

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