Lindsay wanted to match Linda up with a nice guy at the ball, but Linda refused to come with her. She knew Selena would attend the ball, so she told Lindsay she had a headache and retired to her room. Thanks to that, Jocelyn was the one who came with Lindsay.
Lindsay—ever the Selena hater—wouldn’t let any chance to mock Selena go. Selena knew Lindsay was going to insult her the moment their eyes met, so she wanted to leave right away, but Lindsay stopped her.
“Well, someone’s rude. Didn’t even care to say hello to little old me, huh?” Lindsay threw her a provocative look. She was the elder in the ball. Even though it had been a long time since she last appeared in Digton, she used to be one of the top aristocrats in the city. There were still legends about her floating around.
And thanks to the Murrays’ power in Yucaria, countless people would kill to get on her good side. The moment she showed up at the ball, everyone would have to greet her, even if they didn’t know her; it was an unwritten rule.
Selena smiled at her. “Why, you don’t look a day over twenty-five, Mrs. Murray. You have a lot of years left in you.” She was trying to say no elder would be as unreasonable as Lindsay was. “How are you doing, Mrs. Murray? Everything going well?” Some pleasantries were inevitable.
“Well, that depends on you.”
“How surprising. Care to explain?”
Lindsay snorted. “My age is catching up to me. I have nothing left to worry about, save for my grandchildren. As long as they’re fine, I’m fine, but I’m worried some married whore might just come down and sweep my grandson off his feet. What if that were to happen? What if she’s already a mother of three? That would be the end of me.”
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