Mrs. Chu slammed her porcelain cup onto the tea table with force, the crisp sound echoing in the hollow expanse of the grand hall.
This set of porcelain cups was a discontinued luxury item; Mrs. Chu was indeed willing to part with it.
The thought flashed through my mind, and as I raised my head, I saw her giving me a smile that was not quite a smile, "Oh? Miss Shen isn't here to deliver an invitation today, but to hold back some tantalizing news, huh?"
I sensed the displeasure in her tone and knew I should show weakness at this moment. If I kept control, I might offend her dignity as a lady of high standing.
Having mixed in these circles for so many years, I had mastered the art of reading people and speaking in way that suited the listener.
"Mrs. Chu, what are you talking about? Alright then, I'll be frank—it all hinges on the list."
