Amelia ignored those lunatics and continued to eat her meal.
Then she heard various mocking discussions around her,
"Her manners are so unpleasant to look at, tsk, it's just like a starving ghost has been reborn."
"And look at what she's wearing. What era is it? I can't believe someone would actually wear a dress to a cocktail party. She is unmistakably a bumpkin."
"She couldn't possibly have snuck in here for a free meal, right? Should we get someone to check her invitation?"
...
Curtis and Roy, the two lapdogs, were standing in the crowd, each of them elegantly holding a glass of champagne.
They wanted to eat too, but Jasmine insisted that they must not embarrass her.
However, Curtis frowned slightly and asked Roy in a low voice, "How do you think she got in?"
Roy shook his head, "Anyway, she didn't come in with an invitation, I saw her with only a mobile phone when she was outside, she didn't even have a purse. Maybe she did sneak in."
