Chapter 84: The Model Mistress
Scarlette glanced around, then whispered to me, “That bitch is wearing last year’s Chanel, a bit tacky. It seems like she doesn’t want to lose in terms of grandeur.”
I snorted and whispered back, “Dignity and presence are earned through one’s own dignity. It’s not something Chanel props up.”
Scarlette gave me a thumbs up.
I casually joked, “Robert is quite careless, not even giving her a change of clothes!”
Scarlette rolled her eyes, “Why don’t you say it? The mistresses nowadays are really audacious, daring to show up in any situation!”
I nudged Scarlette with my elbow, “I’m here to catch up with old friends. Don’t exude such hostility; give me a smile!”
Scarlette immediately flashed me a brilliant smile, though she showed a hint of disdain. She commented, “Consider this me giving you face. Otherwise, I would have torn her apart.”
I raised my eyebrows, pretending to be harmless, and followed beside Hannah, exchanging greetings with some people.
Whispers kept coming into my ears, discussing everything.
“Is this Mrs. Brown from Medikit Inc? Why is she so thin?” The speaker was probably a newcomer who hadn’t seen me before.
“Haven’t you heard? Hannah just said she was sick.”
“I heard not long ago she was sent abroad for treatment. They said she was almost dying! Looks like she’s come back to life!”
“Don’t talk nonsense. She’s perfectly fine!”
Another woman argued in a hushed tone, “It was her mother-in-law who said it, how could it be fake? Her mother-in-law mentioned last time that she didn’t have much time left, just a few months!”
“Lower your voice. Her mother-in-law is here today! Can’t offend her. Didn’t you see how good her relationship is with the bureau chief’s wife?”
“She seems quite low-key, dressing quite ordinary!”
“Cut it out! Low-key? The outfit she’s wearing, even if it doesn’t have a brand, it’s not cheap.”
A woman in a silver-gray slip dress leaned over and asked in a low voice, “Which one is her mother-in-law?”
“There! That fat grandma, dressed in dark green and shining with jewels.”
“That’s strange, isn’t the one beside her her daughter-in-law? I seem to have heard her say that!”
“Don’t talk nonsense. This is the one. Don’t get confused!”
Scarlette and I exchanged a smile. Taking advantage of Hannah talking with some ladies, we found a relatively quiet corner to sit down.
Just as I settled down, Evie, the wife of William Harrison, the owner of Wellness Inc, pulled Amelia over. It was evident that Amelia was somewhat reluctant.
“Daisy, I finally see you again. It’s really not easy to witness your comeback!” Evie approached me warmly, greeting, “Haven’t seen you around for so long.”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
Evie, Mr. Harrison’s current wife, was a classic example of a mistress who successfully ascended to the position of a wife. Therefore, she always appeared particularly active, fearing that others might not know she was the current lady of Wellness Inc.
With a flattering smile, she introduced me to Amelia, “This is Mrs. Brown from Medikit Inc. Daisy. She’s a powerful woman”. Then she turned to introduce Amelia, “Daisy, meet my good friend, Amelia, the full-time housewife! She’s a wonderful person and a great cook. We live in the same area.”
I looked at Amelia, and she looked back at me; we exchanged a smile.
I silently ridiculed in my mind, “birds of a feather flock together.” These two mistresses seemed to get along well.
Amelia immediately took the initiative and said to Evie, “Evie, we’re familiar! She is my senior!”
Evie was somewhat surprised, “Oh? You know each other?”
“Yes, we’ve known each other for many years!” I nodded in confirmation, without mentioning how we met.
Amelia, seemingly sincerely, stood by my side and insincerely said, “Daisy, I didn’t expect to see you here. It’s really great! I was just thinking of arranging a time to invite you out!”
I gave a gentle smile, thinking that How could being alone with you be better than this? Still, I said, “Likewise! This is an occasion for catching up!”
“Really, I didn’t expect to encounter you here! I haven’t seen you on my several visits!” Her words implied that she was flaunting her status as someone who had been in this circle for a long time.
“Yeah, it’s been many years since we last met. I didn’t even know when you resigned, got married, and had children. With this illness of mine, it feels like a world apart. Meeting an old friend again, the changes are so significant!” I looked at Amelia, sighing dramatically.
“You haven’t changed at all! Besides being a bit thinner, you’re still so beautiful, radiant as always!” Amelia began to flatter me again.