After all, it was just a dinner.
Taking a deep breath in, Cordelia forced a smile. She thought she would stay for a little bit and then leave with an excuse.
When she stepped onto the hotel stairs, a figure suddenly flashed by before she even got into the banquet entrance.
“Yo, you really came?”
Yelena crossed her arms and looked at her arrogantly. There was a disdainful smile on her face.
Cordelia was stunned. One must say that the former had dressed up well today. The bright red mermaid dress complimented her body, as well as her skin tone.
In comparison, Cordelia’s ordinary black and white dress looked plain.
Yelena frowned. “Cordelia, didn’t I tell you that Ms. Hamerton is tonight's guest of honor? Are you trying to humiliate the Jenners by dressing like this?!”
“You said it’s a charity dinner,” Cordelia said flatly. “Should I dress like a clown to a charity dinner?”
“What did you say!?”
“The dinner’s main objective is charity, not some Ms. Hamerton.” Cordelia glanced at her. “I think it’s good enough as long as I look proper. The dinner's intention will be lost if one dresses too boastfully to gain attention.”
Yelena’s face was flushing and turning pale from the rage. However, she should hold it back since there were many guests around. She could only speak softly with a fierce tone.
“You b*tch! Do you think you know better than me?”
“I wouldn’t dare.” Cordelia chuckled. “You’re the one who held the dinner. I’m just here to see how capable you are!”
Yelena squinted. Cordelia was going to walk by her, but Yelena rushed forward to stop her.
“The guests are entering. Your attire is a humiliation!”
“Okay.” Cordelia stared into her eyes. “I’ll leave, then.”
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