"Look at this photo! Those are all upper-class socialites, and they're gathered around our goddess Rosalie like stars orbiting the moon.""Of course! Who wouldn't want to be friends with the genius perfumer Rosalie?"
Reading through the comments, Rosalie curled her lips in satisfaction.
Just then, Linda walked in with a warm smile. "Rosalie, I made you a nourishing tonic soup. Come, drink it while it's hot.""Thanks, Mom."
"By the way," Linda added proudly, "Mrs. Song sent over a pile of luxury gifts. She's really generous. Oh—and she invited me to the spa with her tomorrow. Looks like I'm finally breaking into the ladies' circle."
Rosalie took a few sips of the soup, her face calm, as if such things were expected. This was only the beginning.
The image of Nathaniel Fu's elegant, noble profile flashed through her mind. Once she stood at the very top, a man like him would surely fall in love with someone as dazzling as her.
Linda, beaming with maternal pride, pulled out a set of car keys and handed them over. "Rosalie, this is for you—a Ferrari. It cost six million. I want you to drive something worthy of your first day at CC."
Rosalie gasped, her face lighting up with joy. She hugged Linda tightly and kissed her cheek. "Mom, I love you so much!"
Linda returned the hug with equal affection. Rosalie had been raised by her side since birth—her pride and joy. As for Celia... she was nothing more than a stain from the past.
"I love you too, sweetheart," Linda whispered.
Just then, Celia walked in carrying a large box—an overseas gift from Lin Jiaojiao. When she'd asked what it was, Jiao had only winked and told her to open it herself.
"CiCi, you're back!" Emily darted out, wide-eyed. "I heard you're going to join CC? Oh no, what should we do? How can we possibly get in?"
Suddenly, a thought struck her. "Wait! Let me talk to my uncle—he'll definitely get you in."
At that moment, the front door of the villa opened. Nathaniel Fu had just returned.
He already knew what had happened earlier. Song Zilin had sent him two voice messages.
The first one said, "Second Brother, your bride Rosalie is incredible—she really fixed my mom's skin!"The second voice message had been snide: "Second Brother, Celia actually claimed she's joining CC. What kind of delusional nonsense is that, coming from some countryside stand-in?"
Tall and composed, Nathaniel stepped into the living room—and was immediately ambushed by Emily.
"Uncle Nathaniel, please help CiCi this time! She wants to join CC!"
Nathaniel glanced toward Celia.
But she didn't look at him. Calmly, she said, "Emily, I don't need anyone's help. I'll get into CC on my own."
What?
Emily was stunned.
Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, intrigued. She was going to get into CC... on her own? Had she forgotten she was just some forgotten girl from the countryside?
"Emily, can you bring me some scissors? I need to open this box."
"Sure!" Emily scurried away and quickly returned with them. "CiCi, what's inside?"
"I'm not sure either." Celia carefully opened the box—and froze.
Her eyes widened in disbelief. The box was filled to the brim with... condoms.An entire box.
"..."
Mortified, she shoved everything back inside immediately. Hopefully, no one had seen it.
She risked a glance. Nathaniel didn't seem to notice.
Thank God. Thank. God.
Return it. She'd pack it up and return it immediately!
But just then, Emily moved like lightning. She snatched one packet and curiously handed it to Nathaniel.
"Uncle... what is this?"