#Chapter 71 Learn Your Lesson

Could my luck get any worse?

The woman I was rude to at the art opening is Victor’s mother.

I squirmed and felt my legs shake beneath me as Lana Klein continued to look at me over the top of her reading glasses.

Should I apologize right away or try to defend my actions? Or should I wait to see what she has to say first?

I wasn’t sure if I could speak at all, but Diana advised me to be silent until the older woman spoke again.

“You’ll have a better idea of how she feels about you if you wait to see what she has to say,” Diana advised.

But Victor’s mother continued to write what appeared to be a letter and ignored me while I stood in front of her, struggling not to fidget.

“I can’t believe anyone writes a letter on paper anymore,” I told Diana. “It’s much easier to email someone.”

“Mrs. Klein seems to be of the old school,” Diana replied. “The old ways and old manners mean a great deal to her, as they should.”

“How long do you think I have to stand here waiting?” I asked Diana. “My anxi