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Terrence Lentz puts on an apron and begins to cook.

Wearing an ill-fitting pink kitty apron, he looks somewhat comical.

Soon, the aroma of food fills the kitchen.

The noodle soup Terrence Lentz makes tastes delicious. The topping is stir-fried flawlessly, leaving an appetizing aftertaste with each bite.

Having tasted it, Viola exclaimed, “Your cooking skills are impeccable! They are something 1 could only ever envy.”

With his thin lips slightly parting, Terrence Lentz responded, “There’s no need to envy.”

His presence was enough.

After finishing their meal, Viola went to answer a phone call.

Meanwhile, Terrence Lentz began washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen.

By the time Viola finished her call, the kitchen was already clean.

Viola was surprised, “How did you do it so quickly? I planned to do the dishes.”

“Don’t worry, there were only two plates.”

Terrence Lentz hung up the apron, “I’ll take my leave now. If anything comes up, you can call me.”

“Alright,” Viola replied, showing him to the door, “Oh, you forgot to take your suitcase.”

Terrence Lentz flashed a slight smile, “That’s for you. Inside are some local products from Capital City. You can share them with your friends.”

At this, Viola remembered that she had originally planned to buy some local goods to take back before she left, but she had forgotten in the rush.

Thank god for Terrence Lentz.

Although it was a small matter, it warmed her heart.

“Thank you.”

Terrence Lentz gently ruffled her hair, a deep fondness in his eyes, “I’m leaving now.

“Take care on the road.’

After his departure, Viola called Rachel Barton to come over and pick up the local goods.

It was Sunday and Rachel had no plans, so she arrived quickly.

That night, they went out for hot pot together.

While sitting across the steaming hot pot, Rachel suggested, “Viola, let’s go shopping for clothes tomorrow. It’s been so long since I last shopped.”

“l won’t be able to go tomorrow, I promised to attend a classmate’s birthday party,” Viola replied.

The next day was Diana Hershey’s birthday. She and Fiona Knight had promised to go to her birthday party. They couldn’t break their promise.

“Then, how about next week?” Rachel suggested.

“Okay,” Viola nodded slightly.

Within a blink of an eye, the next day arrived.

Viola arrived at the agreed venue to meet Fiona Knight. They went to Diana Hershey’s birthday party together.

The Price family was also quite prominent locally.

Since Diana was an only daughter, her birthday needed to be a grand affair.

Diana’s parents were very friendly, and the party was extremely crowded.

This was the first time Fiona had attended such a large party since her face healed. Unaccustomed to the curious gazes of everyone, she tightly held on to Viola’s hand.

“That’s the Knight family’s adopted daughter, right?”

“Yes, it is.”

“Wow, she is so beautiful!”

“Who’s the girl next to her? She’s also very pretty.”

“I heard that’s the adopted daughter from the Thompson clan. But, she doesn’t associate with the Thompsons anymore. Apparently, she thinks very highly of herself… ‘

Listening to these whispers, Viola kept her calm. Rather than getting angry, she reassured Fiona, “It’s okay, they’re complimenting you for being pretty.” “Really?” Fiona asked uncertainly.

After all, the comments she had heard the most were, “ugly girl” and “mouse “Actually, you really are beautiful.”

Hearing Viola’s words, Fiona gradually calmed down.

“Beautiful Thompson, Fiona, you two are here!” Right then, Diana Hershey walked out from inside, “Come, come on, follow me. All the people your age are over here.’

They followed Diana towards the entertainment room.

The room was full of people of Diana’s age.

Males and females.

Diana introduced them with a smile, “These are my classmates, Viola Thompson and Fiona Knight. Beautiful Thompson, Fiona, all the people here are my relatives and close friends. Enjoy yourselves, I’m heading out for a moment.”

Viola Thompson.

Fiona Knight.

One was the adopted daughter from the Thompson’s from the countryside, the other was the disfigured ‘ugly’ girl.

Upon hearing the names, everyone began to observe the two girls, murmuring amongst themselves.

Viola gave a slight nod, “You go ahead.”

There were many recreational facilities in the room.

Fiona suggested, “Viola, let’s check out the darts over there.”

“Okay.” Viola responded with a slight nod. Near the dartboard, a girl was already playing.

A pretty girl.

Her dart throwing stance was very standard, indicating that she had received professional training.

Thump!

The dart landed perfectly in the nine point ring, barely missing the bull’s eye.

“Miss Joyce is incredible! ”

Not only is Miss Joyce beautiful, she also plays darts so beautifully.”

The room immediately burst into applause.

Joyce raised her head slightly, catching sight of an enchanting face which instantly soured her mood.

Beautiful girls always instinctively consider prettier girls as rivals.

Who was this?

Why had she never seen her before?

Just then, a girl beside her whispered into her ear, “That’s the Thompson’s adopted daughter, Terrence Lentz’s fiancée.”

Of course, she knew about the Thompson’s adopted daughter.

The expression on Joyce’s face became mocking in an instant.

How did it come to this that the Price family’s birthday banquet was admitting all sorts of low-class people? If she had known that a country bumpkin could attend, she wouldn’t have come.

This was simply degrading!

Fiona Knight picked up a dart and handed it to Viola, “Viola, shall we play some darts?”

“Sure,” Viola nodded slightly. It was just the right time, as she hadn’t played in a while.

Just then, Joyce looked at Viola and spoke in a sarcastically, “Darts isn’t as simple as throwing stones. You country folks may have never seen it before, right? Be careful not to accidentally break something, because you won’t be able to afford it.’

At this, everyone in the room burst into laughter.

“The Price family really doesn’t know how to organize a party anymore. They let everyone in, regardless of their status,” one girl with short hair looked at Viola, continuing, “Miss Thompson, I think you should just put down the dart and go play with the mud instead.”

Fiona was livid. “Who says Viola can’t play darts? You all are just a group of snobs!”

Joyce directed a challenging look at Viola, “Since Miss Thompson can play, how about a match? The loser will do a striptease as a bonus performance.. How about it?”