After taking a look at the text message, Nora turned off the screen, and tossed the cell phone back into her pantsuit's pocket again. When she looked up, she noticed that Rachel was looking at her. She said exaggeratedly, "Hey, Sheril, why isn't your cousin wearing a dress? Doesn't she dance?"
Nora's pantsuit was actually a form of veiled rejection.
None of the wealthy and nobles liked being embarrassed, so they usually spoke tactfully and would never go too far.
However, what Rachel said was too direct.
The look in Nora's eyes darkened slightly, but before she could say anything, Sheril said, "Neither of us is dancing tonight."
"Why not?" asked Rachel, despite knowing exactly why. She asked, "Are you not going to dance just because you don't have Caden with you now? Why don't I lend him to you for a dance, then?"
She nudged Caden.
Sheril subconsciously glanced at Caden.
