NovelEnglishMrs. Loxley was wearing an elegant sapphire blue dress, embroidered with patterns in the scolor scheme. She wore her hair up with a tiara-like hairpin on her head while the tassels on her earrings sparkled. She held her head high as if only by doing so could she appear superior to me.
But what she didn't know was that there had never been any competition between us. Everything was just her own presumptions. I felt sorry for Matthew for having such a person as his mother.
I had been shuffling between people with the professor and hadn't noticed her presence until now. Seeing her, I just felt annoyed.
Jinovy was so big. How could I bump into her so easily? What a small world! The arrogant Mrs. Loxley obviously recognizedtoo. Standing proudly among a group of middle-aged women, she looked atwith caution, resistance, and a hint of surprise.
But whatever she had in mind, it had nothing to do with me. I simply didn't want to deal with her at all. So, I just looked past her as if I hadn't seen her People said the most powerful retaliation was ignorance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThis time, I would ignore her completely.
She couldn't possibly cover and fightin front of so many people. Anyway, I wasn't afraid of her.
Finally, the professor allowedto roam by myself and went upstairs to meet with important guests in a private room.
After walking around for about an hour, for someone who rarely wore high heels, my feet were killing me.
As soon as the professor left, I found a corner to sit down and took off my shoes to relieve my feet. But then I found that the back of one of my ankles was soaked in blood from where the stockings had been rubbing against it. It hurt terribly whenever I moved.
I couldn't leave early on such an important occasion, so I fanned my foot with my hand to cool down the wounds while muttering curses at the damn shoes under my breath.
Then, I was startled by someone's laughter nearby. In a mix of shock and annoyance, I quickly put on my shoes again. The pain was almost unbearable as soon as my ankle touched the shoe.
I gritted my teeth and endured it, not making a sound.
Suddenly, a white box was extended tofrom the side. There was a rose logo on the box, and it was emitting a faint fragrance.
I raised my head in astonishment to see a smiling face with soft hair covering the forehead. A pair of elongated eyes with a hint of teasing was looking at me. A clear, el.
melodious voice said, "This is my first tseeing a socialite like you. You're quite interesting. Did you hurt your foot? Here, a gift for you." He pushed the box forward until it almost touched the tip of my nose, makingmove back a little.
What was the intention of this unexpected guest? I searched through my memories but couldn't find any impression of this person.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe was a complete stranger to me.
What was his motive for coming over and givinga gift suddenly? Was he trying to flirt with me?
I was confident in my appearance.
Not only was I taller than most m women present, but in terms of looks, I could be considered pretty even though I was not drop-dead gorgeous. Could this be a situation like the where syoung man from a wealthy family set his sights on pretty lady when he saw one? But with my plain dress, how did catch his eye? Find
Upon closer observation, it didn't seem like that at all. His eyes were too clear and clean. His smile was pure, with no trace of greed or desire except for a hint of teasing. I looked at the logo on the box he was holding. It was an international women's shoe brand with exorbitant prices.
I heard that a a pair of crystal shoes
adorned with real diamonds made by this brand was sold to a wealthyn businessman for six million dollars at an international auction. However, no one knew who the shoes belonged to.
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