Chapter 1487 Mingling With The Elites (Part One)


    When Patricia woke up the next morning, there was no sign of Tom anywhere. In her mind, the crazy


    night seemed unreal, but her aching body was telling her it had not been a dream and they had


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    gratifying sex on this soft bed.


    She got up and walked downstairs. The morning sun came through the ss windows. Patricia was in


    a happy mood because Tom didn''t get angry even after she deceived him. "What am I going to do


    today? It''s so boring to be staying home alone," she mumbled to herself. They still hadn''t seen Leena,


    and Michelle had to go to school. So, Patricia was really bored.


    "Mrs. Qin, what do you want for breakfast?" Zanna, the housekeeper, asked when she saw Patricia.


    The housekeeper was sent by Tom''s mother to take care of her son. Zanna was good at reading


    people''s minds, and Tom''s mother trusted her very much.


    "Don''t bother, Zanna. I''ll eat whatever is avable." Patricia gave her an awkward smile for waking up


    "All right then. I''ll serve you the same breakfast Mr. Qin had this morning." Zanna was in her forties.


    She looked pleasant and amiable, and not the kind who would make trouble.


    "All right. Thank you, Zanna." She smiled at the housekeeper. Perhaps it was because she came from


    a family of equal social rank, so she didn''t feel ufortable living in such an enormous vi. Neither


    did she feel awkward having a servant attend to her needs.


    After breakfast, she drove to a market selling home decorations. Patricia wasn''t very fond of their


    bedroom design and wanted to buy fashionable items to enhance the space. Tom had told her she


    could rece everything in the house as she wanted. Patricia decided not to redecorate the entire


    room, but only to add colorful ornaments.


    She was in the middle of bargaining for a porcin vase when she got the call from Tom''s mother,


    Pam. Her mother-inw requested to see her, so Patriciaid down the vase and turned to leave.


    But the storekeeper suddenly stopped her as she decided to ept the price Patricia wanted.


    Unfortunately, the customer had changed her mind because of more important things that needed her


    attention.


    Pam, a well-educated woman, had graduated from a distinguished university in S City. She was


    beautiful and came from a wealthy family. It was love at first sight for Tom''s father, but he had courted


    her for a long time before they became a pair.


    "Patricia! Over here!" Pam called out. Patricia arrived shortly at the restaurant and searched for


    Tom''s mother. Aside from Pam, there were other middle-aged women sitting at the table.


    "I''m here, Mom," Patricia said as she walked up to the table. "Good morning, aunties." She greeted the


    She discreetly looked at her mother-inw''spanions, trying to figure them out. "So, this is your


    son''s new wife! She is indeed pretty and very polite," one of the women, wearing dazzling jewels, said.


    While she appeared to be praising Patricia, disdain was evident on her face. Graciously, Pam


    replied, "As long as Tom loves her, I don''t have a problem with anything about her." She was aware of


    why her femalepanions asked her to call Patricia and have here over. All the women were


    wives of wealthy men. They hung out together and showed off everything — their husbands, sons, and


    daughters, as well as sons- and daughters-inw. And frankly, this annoyed Pam a little.


    Pam''s statement humbled Patricia. The first time she met Tom''s mother, she found her quite


    amiable. Now, she liked her even more because of her character. Patricia believed they would make


    good friends in the future.


    "You''re such a wonderful mother-inw, Pam. Your son''s wife should be grateful to have a mother-


    inw like you," another woman taunted her while ying with her diamond ring. The woman eyed


    Patricia from head to toe, apparently forming an opinion based on appearance alone. The young bride


    felt awkward as they scrutinized her like a piece of merchandise. Had she known so many


    discriminating women were waiting for her, Patricia would havee to the restaurant aste as


    possible.


    "Exactly!" another woman with a round face, piped in. "What is her name, Pam?" she asked. She


    looked gracious enough, but also looked down on Patricia.


    "Aunties, my name is Patricia Bai. And you can call me Patricia," she immediately stood up to introduce


    herself. Pam was just about to speak when Patricia beat her to it.


    "And what do you do, Patricia?" asked onedy in a very cold tone. From her tone alone, Patricia knew


    it would not be easy to get along with this woman.


    "I''ve only graduated from university, and haven''t applied for a job yet," she answered truthfully. The fact


    was, Patricia still had no ns of looking for a job and nned to enjoy her time. After all, she didn''t


    need a sry to support herself. If she did look for a job someday, it would be out of interest rather than


    money. But now, faced with so many critical women, she was embarrassed by her decision.


    "Ah, is that so? And what do your parents do?" The onught of questions didn''t stop. And to Patricia,


    it seemed as if they would not stop asking until they dug deep into her family background.


    Thest question flustered the young woman. "Uh… My parents…" Patricia tried topose herself


    before replying. "I''m from an ordinary family," she admitted. Forcing a smile to conceal her


    embarrassment, Patricia was too modest to say that she was from a family of schrs.


    "Ahhh! So you are a real life Cindere! What is that saying again? ''A poor man''s child soon learns to


    cope.'' Mrs. Qin, you are very fortunate to have such a daughter-inw, because from now on, she will


    manage everything for you." They were pretending topliment Patricia, but were actually mocking


    her foring from a poor family.


    Displeased with the interrogation, Pam jumped in, "Yes, it''ll be much easier for me now. Patricia,


    after all, has been managing her mother''s gallery since she was in high school." Initially, Pam


    nned to keep quiet and let Patricia deal with thedies herself. But the girl wanted to keep a low


    profile, which gave them the opportunity to attack the Qin family. So, Pam decided to stand up in her


    defense. Staying low key was not wrong, but in upper-ss circles, if you didn''t show your real


    strength, others would dly step on you. ''Patricia is still too young to know this, and I''ll have to talk to


    her about itter. Besides, she has to learn how to deal with these people after marrying into the Qin


    family. I know she''s a modest girl, but she has to learn to handle people like these, '' Pam thought


    firmly.


    "Gallery? It seems Patricia was just being modest," the one who mocked the girl gave an awkward


    smile. In the eyes of the nouveau rich, painting was considered a refined art form, and only the well-


    educated knew how to appreciate and enjoy it. She herself knew nothing about the arts, so she was


    forced to change her opinion of Patricia after Pam''s revtion.


    The young woman only smiled but said nothing. She didn''t understand why her mother-inw told them


    the truth, because it embarrassed her to be somewhat bragging about her family. "I guess Mrs. Qin


    means the kind of store selling cheap paintings. That''s why Patricia was embarrassed to disclose this."


    The woman with a diamond ring blew on her fingers before casting a mocking nce at Patricia.


    Slightly angered by the remark, Patricia said nothing. She was unsure whether these women were


    Pam''s friends or not, so she refrained from speaking harshly.


    "I don''t know when Rarity Gallery started selling cheap paintings," Pam spoke up, as she sipped


    lemonade. Although everyone in the table was rich woman who wore fashionable clothes and


    expensive jewelry, Pam was more graceful and elegant than any of herpanions.


    "What? Rarity Gallery? The one run by Concordia Pei, the well-known painter? So, Patricia is


    Concordia Pei''s daughter?" one woman eximed. Almost everyone in the city knew who Concordia


    Pei was.


    "Ah, no wonder you look so educated and sensible, Patricia. Your parents are both well-known


    schrs. I heard your father is a professor in C University and is a famous calligrapher. His works are


    priceless, right?" Then came a series of questions that had Patricia confused and unable to withstand


    the interrogation. She wasn''t expecting her family''s exposure so quickly, and all she could give them


    was an awkward smile.