"Those attending Xenia Jaak's banquet are definitely all unreliable friends!" Tobey Swift snorted coldly, "Sis, here you are holding a banquet for your apprenticeship, attended by dignitaries from the art world, while she merely invited playboys who enjoy frivolity and lack real talent or ambition!"
Tracy Swift understood that the quarrel she had with Xenia Jaak at the entrance would certainly get out, and people would compare their two banquets. Apart from comparing the venues, they would also compare the status of the guests to determine whose connections were stronger.
Having become Lester Bank's apprentice, she had truly become a woman of substance, a noble lady, and a pride to her family. How could an ignorant and incompetent noble lady like Xenia Jaak compare to her?
Meanwhile, in the Aroma Pavilion, all the guests had arrived. Those who Xenia Jaak had invited were her friends, and as the number of people was not large, the spacious Aroma Pavilion seemed somewhat empty.
