Mrs. Loxley was wearing an elegant sapphire blue dress, embroidered with patterns in the same color
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 anypetition 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 recognized me too. Standing proudly among a group of middle-
aged women, she looked at me with 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.
This time, I would ignore herpletely.
She couldn''t possiblye over and fight me in front of so many people. Anyway, I wasn''t afraid of her.
Finally, the professor allowed me to 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 asion, 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''sughter 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 to me from 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 time seeing 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, making me move 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.
He was aplete stranger to me.
What was his motive foring over and giving me a gift suddenly? Was he trying to flirt with me?
I was confident in my appearance. Not only was I taller than most 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
novels where some young man from a wealthy family set his sights on prettydy when he saw one?
But
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with my in dress, how did catch his eye?
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 wealthy businessman for six million
dors at an international auction. However, no one knew who the shoes belonged to.