Chapter 012: The Noble’s Party/ His Lady

In a beautifully elegant restaurant, adorned with exquisite decor and a welcoming ambiance, sat two older women who exuded a sense of grace and composure as they enjoyed their afternoon tea.

The clinking of fine china and the soft murmur of other patrons created a soothing backdrop for their otherwise private conversation.

One of the women, Agnes, positioned directly across from her friend Abigail, looked up from her cup, a hint of sarcasm lacing her words.

“How is Ophelia doing? It feels like it’s been ages since I last laid eyes on her.”

A soft chuckle escaped Abigail’s lips.

“My adopted daughter is doing quite splendidly, and I have a feeling you’re already aware of that, Agnes,” she replied, trying to keep the tone light despite the underlying tension.

With a look of genuine curiosity, Agnes pressed on, clearly intrigued by the latest gossip.

“I’ve been hearing whispers that she’s become involved with a wealthy man. Is there any truth to that?” Her eagerness was palpable, her