Chapter 118
Chapter 118:
Matilda, seated nearby, looked equally grim. What was supposed to be Sonya’s first successful outing into high society had turned into an utter debacle. Matilda’s reputation felt tarnished by association, especially under the weight of the curious, mocking glances directed their way.
While she had introduced Sonya as Roger’s friend, many likely assumed she was his fiancée. That connection made the humiliation sting even more. Matilda’s initial impression of Sonya as obedient and poised was crumbling by the minute. Sonya’s impulsive behavior had done nothing but bring embarrassment and ruin what should have been a refined gathering.
Yelena, standing poised and calm, glanced at Sonya and asked with a faint smile, “Does this young lady have any other questions p>
Sonya’s anger flared. Her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into her palms hard enough to sting, though she barely noticed the pain. She glared at Yelena, convinced this was all deliberate—an elaborate effort to make her look foolish.
Meanwhile, the other guests were thoroughly engrossed in their tea, praising the drink and the demonstration. Taking their attention as a cue, Yelena rose gracefully, offering…
A slight bow. “That concludes my presentation. Thank you, everyone.” The room erupted in applause, the sound echoing warmly against the walls.
The tea-tasting session had been a resounding success, leaving everyone in awe of Yelena’s expertise and charm.
Sonya, however, sat rigidly, biting her lip in frustration.
Her carefully laid plan to humiliate Yelena had backfired spectacularly, and now she was the one drowning in embarrassment.
Her heart simmered with anger, a storm brewing within her.
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As far as she was concerned, this wasn’t over.
Bella, sitting nearby, was equally livid. She had secretly hoped to outshine Yelena today, or at least see her stumble in front of everyone.
Instead, Yelena had effortlessly stolen the spotlight with a flawless performance.
How did Yelena manage to shine again?
Meanwhile, Yelena had returned to her seat, where a small crowd of curious attendees had gathered around her. They bombarded her with questions about brewing techniques, tea selections, and flavor profiles.
Yelena answered each question with patience and grace, her calm demeanor only adding to her charm.
Donna, observing from the side, couldn’t hide her pride.
Her face glowed with happiness, her heart swelling as she watched her daughter command the room with ease.
Bella, on the other hand, sat stiffly, her lips pursed so tightly they had turned pale.
“Just you wait and see, Yelena p>
Donna couldn’t help but beam with pride. She never could have imagined that her daughter, who everyone had believed to be so humble and grounded, would actually possess such extraordinary talent.
All her earlier worries now felt like a distant memory—unnecessary and unfounded.
People flocked to Donna, eager to shower Yelena with compliments and praise. The air was thick with admiration.