Chapter 108: Intellectuals, Right?

Chapter 108: Chapter 108: Intellectuals, Right?Charlotte Chester’s face was extremely grim.

She shot a fierce glance at Zuri Ginger.

Of course, she knew Zuri Ginger’s friend was talking about Camilia Davis, but for this kind of thing to be spread, it definitely had something to do with Zuri Ginger, especially since it was the birthday party for both of them, Mia Ginger’s first appearance in the circle, and under no circumstances should it be ruined.

If something happened, it would be the Ginger Family’s reputation that was tarnished.

"What kind of friends do you have?" Charlotte Chester sharply asked Zuri Ginger, looking disdainfully at Grassy, she sized her up and down, suddenly realizing, "You must be one of the friends Zuri met while writing novels, right? You young folks just love making things up, but you can’t just casually spread things about others, can you? Have you no manners or decency?"

"Auntie, I..."

"Don’t call me Auntie, I’m not your aunt." Charlotte Chester crossed her arms, glancing at her with disgust, and impatiently said, "The Ginger Family doesn’t welcome gossipmongers, sorry, please leave."

Grassy’s face turned from blue to white, wine stains splattered on it, making her look as miserable as possible.

A wave of low laughter and murmurs rose around, all eyes were piercing like needles on her, even the closest girls didn’t dare to speak up or explain.

Grassy glanced at Zuri Ginger.

Zuri Ginger looked at her in distress, but she didn’t dare to speak.

If Mia Ginger made a scene, no matter what, Grassy would be in the wrong.

After all—

Even if Camilia was said to be a lady of the night, Charlotte Chester would never allow it at this moment.

Absolutely infuriating!

Zuri Ginger nearly broke a tooth from clenching it so hard.

Seeing Zuri Ginger silent for a long time, Grassy’s face became even uglier, and in the end, she pushed through the crowd and quickly left the hall.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zuri Ginger couldn’t follow.

"Sorry to let everyone witness this," Charlotte Chester regained her graceful smile, speaking to the crowd, "Zuri has quite a few friends, and since they all became famous at a young age, inevitably, some don’t know their limits. Just treat it as a little sideshow, watch it and forget it."

"These kids nowadays just don’t have any filter on their mouths."

"Exactly, once their lips move, everything sounds so convincing." Merely agitated, two madams who often played cards with Charlotte Chester chimed in.

After speaking, their gazes fell on Mia Ginger, unable to resist taking another look, jokingly saying, "This is Mia Ginger, right? She’s so pretty; she even surpasses your Zuri."

"Exactly," another lady looked at her dress and added, "Her outfit is beautiful too, so graceful and elegant, a natural clothes hanger, just a bit thin, you should really nourish her well."

Charlotte Chester pinched Mia Ginger’s arm, "No matter what she eats, she doesn’t gain weight; it worries me to death."

"Gaining weight from everything would be more worrying!"

The older ladies laughed and talked with Charlotte Chester as they walked away.

Mia Ginger and Zuri Ginger remained where they were.

With Grassy driven away, Zuri Ginger’s friends felt somewhat embarrassed, not daring to look at Zuri Ginger’s face, their gazes all fell on Mia Ginger.

Astonished.

Mia Ginger wasn’t wearing a bright red dress, and her makeup was very light, yet just right.

Her eyebrows and eyes were delicately beautiful, as if drawn by a fine brush, her face shape was good, a classic oval face, her skin white and tender as if it could be pinched, glowing and smooth, so dazzlingly beautiful that it was hard to look away.

She wore a white strapless knee-length dress with a few light and airy silk flowers on one side, adding a touch of sprightly color to her somewhat cool demeanor at the moment.

Standing a step away from Zuri Ginger, she was pure and beautiful, clearly superior.

No wonder someone would slander her?

From criticizing her outfits and makeup to her foster mother, purely out of jealousy, right?

All girls have had these little thoughts.

But it seems her foster mother has already passed away, to even insult and satirize, truly was a sin.

The girls’ minds were sensitive and delicate, thinking back and forth, they all started to understand, only feeling Zuri was truly troubling, especially when she said nothing when Grassy was driven away, truly chilling.

Looking at each other, unavoidable to sigh.

"She really just left like that," Mia Ginger glanced at the hall entrance, seeming to only just realize, she turned to Zuri Ginger and said, "I was just too upset, directly poured the wine. But still, she’s your friend, leaving like that must feel quite hurtful, maybe you should give her a call to comfort her?"

"Pfft!"

A girl standing next to them burst into laughter.

Who doesn’t have a little sense, she certainly sensed Mia Ginger was intentionally adding fuel to the fire, but—

Just a bit too unscrupulous.

"Do you need to remind me?" Zuri Ginger was so angry she couldn’t speak, losing face in front of her friends, couldn’t keep up the facade, she glared at her, gave an apologetic smile to the girls, and quickly went upstairs.

Grassy was outgoing and fun-loving, knowing quite a few people in the circle.

Considered to be quite proud.

She absolutely could not be offended, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Especially since she knew so many things about herself, what if she spilled out everything when upset?

The more Zuri Ginger thought, the more nervous she felt, and quickened her steps.

Mia Ginger laughed softly at her retreating figure.

She turned her head to the girls nearby, smiling, "You all are Zuri’s friends, right."

The girls exchanged glances, cautiously, "Yes."

Mia Ginger slightly lowered her head, thinking for a moment, "As you saw earlier, this is how my relationship with her is. Being my father’s biological daughter, it’s not my fault. Yet she feels I came back specifically to compete with her, it’s utterly annoying."

"Heh." Someone chuckled in response.

"Anyway, I won’t comment on her character, you’ve known her longer, you should know better than I do." Mia Ginger looked at them, curved her lips slightly, then shifted the topic, "But I’m not one to beat around the bush, rarely keeping things hidden, if I’m unhappy, I could even start a fight here..."

She slowly said with a cheerful expression, "Rumors stop at the wise. To put it bluntly, my mom indeed fell short, but she was just a woman who set up a stand selling snacks. Besides, she recently passed away, what does it mean to insult a dead person? Who knows, she might just float up in the middle of the night to find you?"

"Understood, understood." A timid girl quickly replied, "We didn’t say anything, nor would we do such a shameful thing."

"Of course, I understand." Mia Ginger nodded, "Everyone here writes novels, after all, cultured people, not so shady."

"Yes."

"Well then, I’ll take my leave." Mia Ginger smiled, lifted an empty wine glass, and walked away.