Lucia's lips curled slightly, her eyes calm and unexpressive, yet as soon as she opened...

"I want four lobsters, they must be from Boston. I don't want any from other places."

"Crabs are the best in Hokkaido this season, with a particularly sweet flavor. Let's start with eight, and make sure to prepare the sauce from Japan.Abalones,I choose Australian ones, with thick and plump meat."

"This hot sauce vegetable salad is good. The foie gras is a bit fatter and easier to eat."

"The red wine should be Romanee-Conti, aged for more than 40 years, with a hint of bitterness, which makes it easier to bring out the sweetness of the seafood. As for dessert..."

Lucia ordered a bunch of heavy dishes, not noticing Faye's increasingly dark complexion and the astonishment of the crowd.

She... Did she get rich? Why is it so grand?

Why do these dish names sound inexplicably refreshing?

Faye, sitting alone, forced a smile. Her fingernails on her knees were deeply pinched into her palm, and she had cursed Lucia in her heart. To avoid embarrassment, she had to drink glass after glass to cover up her embarrassment.

She had planned to embarrass Lucia, but not only did she order a large table of expensive dishes, causing her to bleed heavily, but the most important thing was that she ordered them in a very proper way.

Lucia's combination was so ingenious that it seemed she was an expert at blending various flavors. She was simply a shrewd person who frequents the upper class all year round. Especially that red wine with seafood, it's impossible to know unless you've been to one of the world's top restaurants.

This is not the style. How did she know about these things? Lark is her own mother and she would never give Lucia a penny.

Don't even mention studying the rules of the upper class. It's already great to have enough to eat and wear.

Faye gave Lucia a puzzled look, looking very unhappy and with a sour tone, "Miss Lucia seems to frequently go to high-end places. I wonder if she's favored by that gentleman. Do I know him?"

Implication: You must be kept by some man, right?

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone around gave an "I understand" look, looking at Lucia with a look of disdain. Yes, there was only one explanation.

Lucia ignored the ridicule and contempt around her, smiled sweetly, and said maliciously, "What? Faye, you have a crush on me? Trying to steal love? Sorry, I'm not a lily."

"Lucia, don't misinterpret me!" Faye shouted angrily, pointing her long fingers angrily at Lucia.

"What are you trying to express? Doesn't that mean I'm kept? I'm saying now that I'm not, I'm completely clean, do you believe me?" Lucia coldly glanced around the crowd, leaned back slightly, and lazily leaned back in her chair.

His sharp gaze, with a sense of awe that saw through people's hearts, gave everyone a shock.

Lucia glanced sideways, her cold eyes locked to Faye, overbearing her, "Since you don't want to believe the truth anyway, it's all in vain for me to say it.

Besides, I'm twenty years old this year. I can sleep with whoever I want. My mother can't control it. Can you control it? If you have that spare time, think about how to improve your acting skills."

Faye: "..." It's the first time someone has been kept and is so justified.

Actors: "..." That makes perfect sense. I was speechless.