Chapter 30
Chapter 30:
Of course, she thought, they’d roll out the red carpet for their biological daughter. But couldn’t they see what a liability Yelena might actually be? Fresh from her nouveau riche upbringing, she was bound to come off as reckless, unsophisticated, and unpolished. Wouldn’t they worry she might embarrass the family?
Yelena, meanwhile, wasn’t thrilled by the prospect of another stifling social event. These gatherings were nothing more than a parade of shallow pleasantries and subtle power plays. But when she caught the hopeful glint in Donna’s eyes, her resolve softened. She nodded. “Alright p>
Bella’s brow knitted ever so slightly. It was clear she had no desire for Yelena to attend, though she kept her objections carefully veiled behind a composed exterior.
Did Donna really think Yelena could handle such a setting? Yelena lacked the refinement that these occasions demanded. Spending her entire life with the Roberts…
Family so far, Yelena had no experience mingling in elite circles. Bella was convinced she’d make a fool of herself.
Yet, Donna remained resolute, her decision unwavering.
Maintaining a carefully crafted facade of politeness, Bella chimed in, her tone smooth yet subtly patronizing, “The Mitchell family holds etiquette in high regard, but don’t worry, sis. I’m quite close with Amanda Mitchell. I’ll introduce you to her once we’re there p>
Yelena hesitated briefly, her eyes narrowing just enough to betray a flicker of skepticism. Was Bella truly being this considerate?
Donna’s face lit up with excitement as she clapped her hands together. “That’s absolutely perfect! Oh, and I’ve taken the liberty of arranging for a designer to bring over some gowns. You two can try them on together, and if anything doesn’t fit, we’ll have it altered right away p>
“Okay p>
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After breakfast, someone arrived, carrying an array of fabulous gowns. Each dress was a masterpiece, showcasing impeccable craftsmanship and the season’s most sought-after styles.
“Yelena, Bella, come over and take your pick,” Donna called out, her tone brimming with enthusiasm. “These are all from Moda Style, the most fashionable brand these days. I hear owning a gown from Moda Style is considered a true status symbol among young ladies these days p>
The moment Bella heard “Moda Style,” she sprang into action, eager to be the first to select a gown.
Bella’s eyes immediately locked onto a stunning pink gown, its unique asymmetrical shoulder design catching the light just right. Without a second thought, she rushed over, her fingers itching to claim it as her own.
“Mom, I’ll take this one,” Bella said, her voice filled with a mixture of triumph and satisfaction as she held the gown close to her chest.
“Sure. Yelena, have you found anything you like?” Donna asked, her voice warm and encouraging.
Yelena reached for a white gown, its simplicity at first glance almost too ordinary to stand out. But as she held it up, the subtle genius of its design became apparent. The understated elegance of the piece would only reveal its true beauty once worn, the delicate cuts and intricate details coming to life with each movement.