“Yes! If this young lady is Mr. Blackwood’s guest, a guest of the Blackwood family, she must be extraordinary! Then show us a thing or two! Let me see what qualifies you to be treated so specially by Mr. Blackwood!”
The two socialites, as if they had found a new line of attack, looked at Serena with a sneer.
They didn't believe for a second that a bumpkin from the countryside could perform anything elegant. If she wanted them to apologize, she’d have to prove she was worthy first!
Serena sat lounging lazily, taking an unhurried sip of her lemonade with an air of refined elegance. She didn’t even bother to lift her eyelids. “If you want to know what qualifies me, you should be asking Nicholas, not me.”
She didn’t need to prove anything to them. They didn’t approve? They didn’t believe her? They could take it up with Nicholas. Did they dare?
But in the eyes of the two socialites, this was clearly the country girl admitting she didn't know how to do anything and was too scared to go on stage and embarrass herself!
A person like that, and Patton dared to call her an honored guest of the Blackwood family? Talk about the Blackwood family’s rules? He was so desperate to protect his little mistress that he had no shame left, willing to tell any lie!
And mentioning Mr. Blackwood… if they really did go to Mr. Blackwood, she would be the one panicking!
The socialite sneered, “What’s wrong? Scared? Where’s that guts you had when you hit me? You’re just a crass hick, a low-life commoner…”
Her words suddenly died in her throat.
Because the girl who had been lazily looking down suddenly lifted her gaze. Her cool, clear eyes rested on her.
Just one look sent a cold shiver down the two socialites’ necks. All the words they wanted to say were stuck in their throats, unable to come out.

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