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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?”

radiant beauty and remembering Steven Garcia entering arm–in–arm with her,

one that both parties find funny. I didn’t find

the real rude

“That just proves your narrow–mindedness and lack of tolerance.”

tolerance may be lacking, but my courage is certainly leaps and bounds over Miss

at Lyman Rowley’s wedding where she was scared by Mason Fletcher’s girlfriend and threw a rat at the bride, causing her to fall and almost miscarry. The humiliation of being

incident brought back the shame, but how did

at Celeste, Molly suddenly found Celeste’s mocking gaze familiar. It reminded her of the heavily made–up

you?” she bit

“I’m sorry, I have no idea what you’re

embarrassing her publicly and getting her punished by her grandfather made