Memoria Campbell curled her lip quietly. If it was such a great deal, why not let Chelia Forbis go?
Otherwise, how could Chelia be willing to contribute her own dress?
She knew very well that Rebecca Dean's intention was to help her marry a man who could fetch a good price and benefit the Campbell Family.
Memoria's eyes turned, and she already thought of a reason.
"Mom, aren't matchmaking sessions for young people? If you go, I'm afraid the other party won't be comfortable."
"Don't worry, it's not just the young man this time. His guardian will also be there. I'm going with you as a sign of respect for them." Rebecca came over, looked her up and down, and then straightened her dress, "This makeup is a bit too light, isn't it? But that's fine… it makes you look mature, let's go!"
Memoria called out in her heart that this wasn't good.
