My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

The young lady laughed heartily, “Oh, feeling all high and mighty after performing a play? Not taking on gigs that don’t pay now?”

Celeste Campbell also chuckled, “In this day and age, expecting something for nothing and doing it so shamelessly, now that’s new. Miss, is your family so hard up that you can’t afford a single ticket? Always wanting others to put on a free show? Is your family going bankrupt?”

The young lady’s family had indeed been facing some issues recently. Regardless of whether Celeste’s words were intentional or not, they were sharp and cutting, making the lady’s face fall instantly

Clair Garcia smoothly stepped in, “Celeste, she was just being frank. No harm meant.”

Celeste smiled, “So, I was just joking too. Why is nobody laughing?”

The crowd was speechless

Molly Fletcher shot Celeste a glance and said, “A real joke is one that both parties find funny. If the other party doesn’t find it hilarious, it’s plain rudeness” Celeste turned to Molly, the heiress that she had previously scared with a rat, Miss Fletcher, being the etiquette guru that you are, why didn’t I see you stepping in when I was being professionally belittled?”

darkened at the sight of her radiant beauty and remembering Steven Garcia entering arm–in–arm with her, “They

words, “A real joke is one that both parties

subtly suggested who the real rude one was

just

is certainly leaps and bounds over Miss Fletcher’s. At least I wouldn’t burst into

scared by Mason Fletcher’s girlfriend and threw a rat at the bride, causing her to fall and almost miscarry. The humiliation of being spanked by her grandfather in public was still fresh in

how did Celeste know? She wasn’t there that

gaze familiar. It reminded her of the heavily made–up

aren’t you?”

nonchalantly, “I’m sorry, I have no idea

getting her punished by her grandfather made Molly want to strangle