Chapter 465 Guest
Once Eva emerged from the kitchen, she draped her arms around Amelia’s shoulders. Upon seeing how Eva clung to the latter, Rory beamed. “Amelia, who is this? The two of you look very close. Is she a relative of yours?”
Eva glared at Rory as she knitted her brows together. “I’m her cousin,” she retorted indignantly. “Who are you? Also, do you mind sitting a little further away from James? A woman should have the appropriate manners and bearing. Did you think you could pass off as someone from the upper class just because you tried? Just take a look at your tanned skin. It’s clear that you’re a country bumpkin.”
Immediately, a look of anger flitted across Rory’s gaze. She didn’t expect Eva to respond so impolitely. She lacks even the most basic mannerisms. How despicable!
“Eva, apologize to Rory,” Amelia uttered in a low voice.
Taken aback by Amelia’s words, Eva stared at her. “Amelia, what are you saying?”
Amelia heaved out a heavy sigh and softened her tone. “Eva, Rory is a friend I invited here. Since both of you are millennials, I assumed that the two of you would share many similar topics. It was rude of you to treat her with such disrespect. If you keep this up, I’ll get mad. Oscar will be here soon; you should get your act together.”
Unexpectedly, Eva did not blow her top. Instead, she cheekily bowed at Amelia. “I’m sorry. Please don’t hold it against me, or Amelia will berate me again,” Eva nonchalantly said as she turned to Rory.
The latter merely smiled and said nothing more.
When Eva trotted over, Rory instinctively moved away. She strongly disapproved of Eva’s appearance and behavior. Deep down, Eva’s bold mannerisms and rough demeanor reminded her of an uncivilized woman.
At the same time, Eva disliked Rory and the latter’s tendency to act more mature than her age. It seemed like their dislike for each other could have stemmed from their intuition or their difference in age. When Eva saw James sneaking glances at Rory, she couldn’t help but seethe in rage. Is James blind? How could he fall for such a pretentious woman like Rory?
Eva deliberately sat beside James. “James, look at me. Though you may not fancy me right now, you cannot take an interest in other ostentatious women like the one seated next to me. I am willing to wait for your love. There’s a saying in Chanaea that goes, marrying a woman is like a question that needs to be solved. If you marry well, prosperity and peace will bless your future. If you don’t, you will spend the rest of your life in bitterness. Hence, you should only either consider me as your wife. If not me, you should set your sights on other virtuous and wise women.”
Awkwardly, James averted his gaze before glancing dismissively at Eva. “Eva, I have not taken an interest in other women. Could you please sit a little further away from me?”
Following his words, Eva discretely moved away. With a loud voice, she declared, “James, since you’re playing hard to get, I’ll try my best to win you over. It’s the twenty-first century; men shouldn’t be the only ones doing all the work. If you sit idly and wait for someone you fancy to chase after you, you’ve practically lost the game of love! Right now, one must act swiftly and decisively when it comes to love. Now that I have my sights set on you, I will crush any pesky busybodies that try to get between us.”
James felt like she’d just slapped a target on his back.
Eva’s brazen declaration prompted Tiffany to laugh so hard that she collapsed into Derrick’s arms. “Eva, your boldness might scare him off. Not everyone can put up with your demanding nature.” Tiffany chuckled as she gave Eva a thumbs up.
Initially, Tiffany didn’t have a good impression of Eva too. Even so, recently, they started regularly conversing on WhatsApp. Through their exchanges, Tiffany’s opinion of Eva took a turn for the better. Although she can be loud and straightforward, she holds no ill intention.
Eva returned Tiffany’s thumbs up with one of her own.
Amidst their laughter, Rory couldn’t help but feel out of place. She had never been particularly close friends with Tiffany. Furthermore, Rory once had feelings for Derrick, who never reciprocated them because he only had eyes for Tiffany. Upon seeing them joke with each other, her inferiority complex began to resurface. It felt like they were scorning her lack of wealth and lowly upbringing.
Promptly, the sound of the doorbell relieved Rory of this awkward situation. Amelia quickly moved to open the door herself. When she saw the man standing at the entrance, she asked hesitantly, “Are you, Julian?”
Julian smiled warmly. “Amelia, it’s been a long time since we last met. I’m surprised that you still remember my name.”
“Please come in. We can continue our conversation inside,” Amelia offered as she moved aside to let him in.
Julian accepted her invitation graciously. With gifts in hand, he made his way into the living room. Upon noticing the large crowd, Julian chuckled. “Amelia, it looks like you have a lot of guests today. If I had known this earlier, I would have brought more fruits.”
Amelia took the fruits from Julian’s outstretched hand and called Anthony over to greet him.
“Hello, Mr. Julian. My name is Anthony. But since you are so handsome, I’ll let you call me by my nickname, Tony,” Anthony greeted as he looked up to meet Julian’s friendly gaze.
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