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At the Harris family's villa, it was bustling early in the morning.

Isabella was awakened by the noise.

“Ava, what's causing such a racket?” She sat up in bed, lazily stretching, her beautiful brows almost furrowed together.

Ava came in holding a bowl of oatmeal with milk, nonchalantly replied, 'Aria had a stomachache early in the morning and just went to the hospital. Mrs. Ada went along too. They probably won't make it to the banquet.'

Upon hearing this, Isabella snorted disdainfully. She had already guessed that Mrs. Ada and Aria might not fulfill their plans this time. Charlotte was impatient to reintroduce Emily into high society circles, so how could she miss such a good opportunity at the Turner family's banquet?

Charlotte was indeed astute and could keep a cool head. She had kept Mrs. Ada and Aria entertained for so long but managed to bring them down at the most crucial moment.

In terms of scheming and patience, ten Eleanors might not necessarily be Charlotte's match. Suddenl