Miranda smiled and said, "The design of the dress earlier was quite formal, so I thought a more casual style might be a nice surprise." Evelyn's expression was dark, but she couldn't lose her temper with so many people around. She held back her anger with much difficulty. Ingrid bit her lip. She n
Natalie smiled as they walked out of the mall. "Mimi, you must be feeling tired. Thank you for spending so much time shopping with me.""It wasn't any trouble, Mrs. Jefferson. I had a great time shopping with you," Miranda said, having made quite a few gains herself. Natalie turned to Miranda with
Natalie had long been accustomed to Susan's sharp tongue and didn't take it personally. She responded with a smile, "It's just that staying home all day can get boring, so I thought organizing a tea party would be a nice way to pass the time. Tea culture has become quite popular lately, so I chose
Evelyn's smile froze. Why was Susan's reaction so different from what she had anticipated? "Hmph, do you think you can stir up trouble between us?" Susan scoffed. She stood up and looked down at Evelyn with disdain. "The disagreements between Natalie and I are a family matter of the Jefferson hous
Everyone listened intently, captivated by Miranda's story. "Natalie, this instructor you brought in is quite good. Where did you find her? Why were the previous instructors all old men?" one of the ladies commented. They had many tea tasting parties before, with different ladies hosting the event.
Ingrid was stunned. She had only spoken off the top of her head. She had no idea what part of Miranda's presentation wasn't accurate!Although she had crammed the night before, it was merely a last-minute effort. None of the information had really stuck in her mind. Her eyes darted around as Ingrid
Miranda pulled out a red certificate from her bag. On the cover, the words "Tea Master Professional Certificate" were printed in Hebranian and Danglish. It was none other than an Expert Tea Master Professional Certificate. Looking up, Miranda turned to Ingrid and said indifferently, "Is this enough
Miranda continued, "Not to mention Bob Frost's poem, 'Tea is a religion of the art of life,' and a verse by Emma Dickson, 'There is something in the nature of tea that leads us into a world of quiet contemplation of life.'"The poets of old have passed on, but we are still here. We gather here not j
Under Susan's gaze, Jenny felt a chill run down her spine. "You… Why are you acting so weird? Are you mute? You don't look like it from how you're dressed."She shot Susan a glare and muttered, "Crazy woman," before heading back into her apartment building. Susan stayed rooted to the spot. Her face
They made it back from the school to Harold's place just in time for dinner. After dinner, Lionel and his family said their goodbyes. Upon seeing this, Leonard's family made their exit right after. Jenny walked them to the door before collapsing onto the couch, clutching her lower back. "What a ti
Paul's genes ensured both good looks and a decent figure. On top of that, judging by how generous he was with his gifts, he clearly wasn't just an ordinary college professor. He probably came from an affluent family. Elite families like his often went back several generations, which meant his rela
Since it was the end of the year, the students were all on holiday. The vast school grounds felt a little deserted. Dallas Urban, the school's security guard, noticed Lionel coming from a distance. He stepped out of the guard booth and greeted him cheerfully, "Mr. Sutton!" Then his gaze landed on
"There's still a pile of pots and pans in the kitchen waiting to be cleaned," Jenny complained."I'm just like a maid that's born to toil endlessly, unlike you who can enjoy such an easy life. "You should really learn from Lionel. He cooks every time they host a gathering. You two are brothers, but
"I'm cooking something," Paul said. "Why are you cooking this late at night?" Susan asked. "I wanted a midnight snack."Susan knew her son didn't normally eat late. Clearly, he was cooking for someone else. The thought worsened her mood. "When are you planning to come back to Elgerson?" she asked
Suddenly, Miranda stopped walking. She turned to face Paul and said seriously, "Thank you, Paul, for coming to Lumberville to spend Christmas with me. And… thank you for being in my life."Paul was slightly taken aback. Then, he gently squeezed her hand. "You dummy. I should be the one thanking you.
Yale wasn't too pleased. "But… I was just trying to clear the way for you. Am I wrong for doing that?"He couldn't help but feel a little wronged. Paul softened his tone and explained, "That's not what I meant. First off, Mom had already agreed to me coming to Lumberville. There was no need for lie
"Oh, you're back? What were you guys doing?" Lionel came out of the kitchen, still wearing his apron. He looked a little puzzled when he saw everyone gathered around Paul and Miranda. "Dad…" Miranda was about to go over with the shopping bags, but Paul had already taken them from her before she cou