NovelEnglishMaisie muttered a few complaints, not really getting the hype and feeling utterly disinterested amidst the packed
crowd. "Let's get out of here... this is just too much," she grumbled.
Beverley, with a smirk tugging at her lips, was about to leave with them when a familiar figure caught her eye.
Roseanne was standing with Leda, and trailing behind them was an older couple.
The man was busy snapping photos of an exhibit through the display window, while the woman peered closely,
her attention fully captured.
On closer inspection, Beverley noticed the woman shared a striking resemblance to Roseanne. These must be
Roseanne's parents.
Norris, camera in hand, marveled, "This embroidered gown is simply exquisite... Look at the craftsmanship, the
colors... It's absolutely stunning."
They had already visited a few days ago, but Norris was still as enthusiastic as ever on this second visit.
At that moment, a tour group, primarily seniors, approached. They laughed and encouraged Norris to share more
as they found his knowledge captivating, especially since they had lost their tour guide and preferred listening
over struggling to read the small print. "We love it, keep going!" they cheered.
Taking it as a chance to do a good deed, Norris not only read the exhibit descriptions but also added plenty of
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"...This embroidered gown is quite special! Often adorned with ivory, gold, and jewels, it's a style typically
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Applause broke out when he finished, surprising Norris. Not only the elderly but also young people had gathered
around, drawn by his storytelling.
"Sir, could you tell us more about this ruby crown?" a young man asked.
Norris glanced at it and chuckled, recognizing it instantly.
"This crown, dating back to the Elizabethan era, was unearthed from a royal crypt believed to belong to Queen
Elizabeth I. Typically worn by the queen during significant ceremonies, it's adorned with pearls and rubies... it
likely was an integral part of her majesty's regal attire!"
As he spoke, many in the crowd flipped through their guides-
"Wow, it really belonged to Queen Elizabeth!"
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Leda, blending into the crowd, joined in the excitement-
"This gentleman is awesome! And his wife is stunning!"
Attention shifted to Madge, and indeed, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Together, they were the epitof
grace and intellect.
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Then her gaze shifted to Maisie and her son, looking sneaky and impatient to leave.
In that moment, Beverley's emotions were a complex mix...
Indeed-
It's only in comparison that the true hurt is felt.
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