The Returned Heiress Who Had It All (Cassia) novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Poor Kid

Cassia cut into her steak at a calm, steady pace.

The food was good. Well, it was a five–star hotel after all.

She ate quietly, as if no one else was around.

Just then, Geneva and Pansy walked over.

Cassia saw them and stood up politely. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Gill.”

Pansy asked coldly, “So this is your daughter you lost years ago?”

Geneva smiled and nodded. She was about to speak when Pansy added, “Life must’ve been tough out there. Poor kid.”

But her voice didn’t hold even a drop of real sympathy.

Cassia heard it and let out a faint, almost mocking smile.

Pansy glanced at her again. Cassia looked elegant and well–kept, nothing like someone from a tiny backwater town. Still, Pansy thought her manners showed a bit of small–town roughness.

Geneva’s smile stiffened. She didn’t like the way Pansy talked about her daughter.

“She does look a lot like you,” Pansy said, covering her nose as she laughed. “I’m so jealous, Geneva. Three lovely daughters at home. You’re really living the dream.”

“Oh, please,” Geneva replied smoothly. “You’re the lucky one. Your husband cherishes you deeply. And you have both a son and a daughter. Kaleb is handsome and talented, and Georgia is sweet and gentle. Why would you envy anyone?”

Geneva had been in high society long enough. She knew how to match anyone’s tone, no matter what they threw her way.

“Speaking of daughters, where are Brie and Danica? I’d love to see them,” Pansy asked, looking around.

Right on cue, Brie and Kaleb walked over.

“Mrs. Gill, hi,” Brie said in a soft, sweet voice. “Long time no see. You look as lovely as always.” “Look who it is–speak of the devil. You always know how to flatter me.” Pansy said, her smile

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Everything around her seemed to fade; that was how much she adored Brie.

“I’m just telling the truth,” Brie said, sounding almost like she was acting cute.

“You’re such a sweetheart,” Pansy praised. “Oh, by the way, I heard you scored first in the City Finals again, right?”

In the past, Brie always ranked first. Kaleb usually took second place.

Since everything had always been that way, Pansy didn’t even bother asking her son this time. She assumed the results should be the same.

But when Brie heard the question, her face froze. She stood stiffly, not knowing what to do.

Kaleb noticed and stepped in to smooth things over right away. “Mom, why ask about grades? Brie did great.”

Just like that, he brushed the whole topic aside.

Pansy lightly tapped her forehead. “Look at me, forgetting the whole point of today. We’re supposed to celebrate today. You’re right, just enjoy yourselves.”

Brie shot Kaleb a grateful look. She quietly let out a breath of relief.

Thank goodness Pansy didn’t press for details. If she learned Brie didn’t get first place, she’d be disappointed, and maybe she wouldn’t adore her as much.

“Come on, let’s sit and grab something to eat,” Kaleb said with his usual charming smile.

Brie agreed.

Just then, Cassia and Georgia spotted them and walked over.

“I’m starving,” Danica groaned, rubbing her stomach.

“Perfect timing,” Pansy said warmly. “The hotel brought in freshly imported steaks today. Very high quality. You should all try them.”

Imported steak–air–shipped, no less. That wasn’t cheap.

Danica’s eyes lit up. “This is great! I haven’t had imported steak in ages. I’ve missed it.”

Just talking about it made her drool over it.

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“Geneva, join us,” Pansy said cheerfully. “Bring your daughter too. I’ll have the manager set up a table.”

“Alright,” Geneva replied, though she answered absentmindedly.

Inside, she was nervous. Cassia grew up in an orphanage. She probably never had real good food before. What if she didn’t know how to use a knife and fork? What if she embarrassed herself?

But Pansy’s invitation was full of enthusiasm. Geneva couldn’t refuse.

Danica, hearing this, felt secretly thrilled. Hmph. Just wait, Cassia will definitely make a fool of herself.

A girl from a backwater town? She probably hasn’t even seen a steak before, let alone know how to eat one.

The manager quickly arranged a large table for them.

Everyone sat down. Cassia didn’t seem interested, but Geneva gently pulled her along. Cassia could only sit there and go along with it.

Since they were considered VIP guests, the steaks were served quickly and neatly.

Danica purposefully placed a plate right in front of Cassia.

On the plate sat a medium–well steak, with a few tomato slices on the side.

“Cassia, this is top–grade steak. You’ve probably never had it before, right? Try it,” Danica said with fake warmth.

Anyone watching would think she was the perfect sister, caring and considerate.

“What a lovely girl,” Pansy praised. “Danica really takes such good care of her sister.”