Chapter 49


    He stood up nonchntly and remarked, “I can give you a ride.”


    Curious, Estelle inquired, “What about your driver?”


    Jonathan had already made his way to the hallway, but upon hearing her question, he paused, turned


    back, and rified, “Coincidentally, I’m headed in that direction,”


    Estelle smiled lightly. “Thank you!”


    As the car drove away from the Lamont family, Jonathan asked softly, “Are you getting used to living


    there?”


    “Yep, it’s pretty good.” Estelle nodded, thought for a moment and asked, “I’d like to change the white


    sheets in the bedroom to a different color, is that okay?”


    Jonathan replied, “Of course, that house is entirely yours while you live there, you can decorate it


    however you’d like.”


    Estelle said thanks, and added, “We can split the cleaningdy’s sry.”


    After she moved in, she learned that the cleaningdy woulde every other day at 3pm to clean.


    Jonathan spoke indifferently, “No need, I’d have to hire a cleaner even if you weren’t there. Let’s just


    consider this a perk of renting the ce.”


    Estelle arched an eyebrow, feeling a sense of triumph as if she had secured a favorable deal.


    True to his word, Jonathan offered her a ride home, stopping at the grand Royal Mansion before swiftly


    driving, away without any intention of apanying her inside.


    Estelle went home, ordered a few sets of bedding online, looked around, and bought a sofa chair like


    the one in the vi, as well as a bookshelf.


    She spent most of her afternoon practicing cooking.


    The week passed by swiftly.


    This Saturday marked Old Mrs. Copnd’s 80th birthday, and Estelle went to the Lamont family early,


    she nned to visit after giving Henson a lesson.


    The Copnd family held the banquet in their three-story vi at Willow Way. By 9pm, the vi’s


    parking lot was filled with luxury cars, and the front hall was packed.


    In order to make the guests happy, the second floor of the vi was arranged for the birthday hall,


    where people could go to visit Mrs. Copnd; the first floor was set up as a western-style banquet hall,


    suitable for dancing and having fun.


    The Macin family also received an invitation, and Simone took Carme along, wearing the jewelry


    set Carme had given her for her birthday.


    They first went upstairs to pay their respects to Mrs. Copnd, who was eighty, her hair white and her


    spirits high. Expecting praise, Carme didn’t disappoint.


    All of the Copnd family’s sons and daughters-inw had gathered, attentively observing Carme


    and discreetlyparing her to the other socialites who had recently arrived. They were in the process


    of selecting potential future daughters-inw.


    Simone wore a modest smile, holding Carme’s hand andughed, “Carme is indeed promising.


    She has been exceptional since her childhood. Next month, her paintings will be showcased in an art


    gallery, and you can visit to see them at that time.


    The first daughter-inw of the Copnd family asked, “Who did Carme study with?”


    Simone proudly replied, “Albert Mullins!”


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    Immediately, praises for Carme rang out,


    “How amazing!”


    “Mr. Mullins was the proud disciple of the oil painting master, Old Mr. Quintin!”


    “Ms. Macin has a bright future ahead of her!”


    Simone became more pleased with herself, while Carmeughed modestly, acting sophisticated and


    polite,


    like a socialite.


    As the conversation continued, more guests joined the gathering. Simone, eager to showcase


    Carme, escorted her to the nearbydies’ group, introducing her to a wider circle of people.


    Wherever Simone and Carme went, the praises for Carme seemed to follow. However, Mrs.


    Robert, harboring disdain for Simone, couldn’t resist making a sneering remark. “This is supposed to


    be Old Mrs. Copnd’s birthday party, not a celebration for her daughter!” she sneered.


    Anotherdy, Mrs. Page, had her eyes on the diamond ne around Simone’s neck, “That’s one of


    GK. Jewelry Studio’s spring designs from a couple of months ago. I’ve always liked it, but never saw it


    in their store. Turns out Mrs. Macin bought it.”


    Her gaze shifted, and she gently pulled Mrs. Robert along, heading towards the cluster ofdies where


    Simone.


    stood.


    Everyone was praising Carme, and Mrs. Page joined in before directing the conversation to the


    ne, “Mrs. Macin, is your ne part of GK Jewelry Studio’stest collection?”


    As she mentioned it, everyone looked at Simone’s neck and was amazed.


    Simone’s pride only grew, and she casually brushed her curls, pretending to be indifferent, “Yes, it’s


    part of the same set as my earrings. It was my birthday gift from Carmest month.”