Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Beverley's smile froze.

Why wasn't the reaction what she had expected?

"Hah, you think you can stir up trouble?" Silver let out a cold snort, stood up, and towered over her, "Squabbles between Nola and I are our own business within the Reynolds family. It's certainly not your place to meddle and spread discord!" With that, she walked away to find another seat.

Beverley felt her face burn with embarrassment.

Nola witnessed the entire scene, her disdain for Beverley almost spilling from her eyes.

Sure, on a regular day, she and Silver didn't see eye to eye, but it was merely due to their different personalities and approaches. Even though they occasionally argued over differing opinions, they were still family at the end of the day. Who in their right mind would team up with an outsider to badmouth their own family?

Beverley must be out of her mind.

Although Silver moved to a different spot, it seemed she hadn't picked wisely, because when she looked up, there was Millie.

Sitting timidly across from her, Millie seemed unsure of where to place her hands and feet. Meeting Silver's gaze, she immediately looked like a deer caught in headlights.

Silver detested this "damsel in distress" act the most.

Nola had a bit of this vibe too, but it was within tolerable limits. Millie, on the other hand...

Silver feared she couldn't hide her disdain if she looked any longer.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Just then, Nola approached: "Sis, the lighting here isn't great. Let me show you to a better spot."

Silver followed Nola to the suggested place.

Ah, much better. Finally, she was spared from having to see Beverley and Millie, that bizarre duo.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

She shot Nola a proud "well done" look.

Nola couldn't help but chuckle, her face a picture of resignation.

What could she do? That was just how Silver was - indulged by her brother and pampered by the family. Naturally, she had to play along.

Soon, everyone had arrived and settled down, and the tea tasting class officially began.

A slender figure entered through the side door, dressed in a knee-length, magnolia-colored silk dress adorned with silver magnolia flowers embroidered on the satin fabric. The blend of vibrant and subtle patterns, along with her fresh and elegant demeanor, made it seem like spring had arrived in that instant.

Roseanne, who had applied a light makeup today, had her hair tied back with a simple hairpin, exuding elegance and grace, perfectly fitting the day's theme - tea tasting.

Her steps were light as she walked onto the stage, yet they captured everyone's attention. She sat down gracefully, smiling as she began-

"I wonder if any of you have seen a documentary about tea. It goes something like this: A single leaf falls into water, changing its flavor, and thus tea was born. As many of you may know, tea originated in China, discovered and utilized by the Chinese over 4700 years ago."

Roseanne sat on the stage, speaking in a calm and engaging manner.