The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Beatrice's words eased Stella's tension.

She quickly smiled and said, "Um... I'm truly honored that you invited me for dinner, Madam Beatrice. However, as a junior, it's really embarrassing to have you, an elder, cook for me. How about I help as well?

Stella placed her bag aside, intending to follow Beatrice to the kitchen to prepare dinner together. Beatrice, however, extended her hand and calmly gestured to stop her. "No need. You're a guest. How can I let you do the work? Moreover, there's a rule in our Riveras-not everyone can enter the kitchen."

At this point, Beatrice paused for a moment, smiling solemnly. "In the Riveras, only the mistress of the house and the servants are allowed in the kitchen."

Stella's face stiffened. She finally understood Beatrice's intention in inviting her.

Beatrice was using this situation to remind her of her status, to make her realize who she truly was.

tea! I should

up and

approached Stella. "Miss Stella, please have a seat and

every word and sentence served as a reminder that she, Stella, was just a guest in the Riveras. She gritted her teeth in silence and sat in the living room with

would push Melody out of the picture, marry Lucas, and become the true mistress

home upon receiving a call from Beatrice asking her to come home for dinner. As she entered the house, she spotted a pair of women's high- heeled shoes at the

Melody curiously stepped into the living room only

lifted her head, spotted Melody, and

brings you here?" Melody forced a smile,