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.

some tea! I should go prepare dinner for our guest

up and headed toward

Stella, please have a seat

it was Beatrice or the family's maid, 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

matter. She had a long way to go. She would push Melody out of the picture, marry Lucas, and become the true mistress of the Riveras. Everyone here would know the real Madam of the Riveras

a call from Beatrice asking her to come home for dinner. As she entered the house, she

household. Has a guest arrived?' Melody curiously stepped into the living room only to find

her head, spotted Melody, and stood

smile, offering a greeting that revealed her displeasure at seeing