Miranda smiled and said, "The design of the dress earlier was quite formal, so I thought a more casual style might be a nice surprise." Evelyn's expression was dark, but she couldn't lose her temper with so many people around. She held back her anger with much difficulty. Ingrid bit her lip. She n
Natalie smiled as they walked out of the mall. "Mimi, you must be feeling tired. Thank you for spending so much time shopping with me.""It wasn't any trouble, Mrs. Jefferson. I had a great time shopping with you," Miranda said, having made quite a few gains herself. Natalie turned to Miranda with
Natalie had long been accustomed to Susan's sharp tongue and didn't take it personally. She responded with a smile, "It's just that staying home all day can get boring, so I thought organizing a tea party would be a nice way to pass the time. Tea culture has become quite popular lately, so I chose
Evelyn's smile froze. Why was Susan's reaction so different from what she had anticipated? "Hmph, do you think you can stir up trouble between us?" Susan scoffed. She stood up and looked down at Evelyn with disdain. "The disagreements between Natalie and I are a family matter of the Jefferson hous
Everyone listened intently, captivated by Miranda's story. "Natalie, this instructor you brought in is quite good. Where did you find her? Why were the previous instructors all old men?" one of the ladies commented. They had many tea tasting parties before, with different ladies hosting the event.
Ingrid was stunned. She had only spoken off the top of her head. She had no idea what part of Miranda's presentation wasn't accurate!Although she had crammed the night before, it was merely a last-minute effort. None of the information had really stuck in her mind. Her eyes darted around as Ingrid
Miranda pulled out a red certificate from her bag. On the cover, the words "Tea Master Professional Certificate" were printed in Hebranian and Danglish. It was none other than an Expert Tea Master Professional Certificate. Looking up, Miranda turned to Ingrid and said indifferently, "Is this enough
Miranda continued, "Not to mention Bob Frost's poem, 'Tea is a religion of the art of life,' and a verse by Emma Dickson, 'There is something in the nature of tea that leads us into a world of quiet contemplation of life.'"The poets of old have passed on, but we are still here. We gather here not j