Daddy, You Got The Wrong Mommy

Chapter 168: Recognize Your Own Status

High-end club.

A VIP room on the third floor.

The large venue had been newly decorated.

Freshly flown-in flowers filled the air with fragrance, combined with the light music floating through the air, evoking romance and a touch of bohemian chic.

The men and women who came in one after another were all dressed in luxurious clothes, greeting Evelyn Miles, the hostess.

Evelyn wore a white off-shoulder evening gown, her hair cascading over her shoulders, exuding purity and sensuality.

"Samantha, you’re returning to develop your career here, now there will be one more top socialite in Sea City’s social circle."

"Exactly, the title of number one socialite belongs to no one but Samantha."

"..."

A few glamorous women surrounded Evelyn, offering compliments.

Evelyn smiled sweetly, enjoying the praise, yet she spoke polite words.

Elara Don overheard and didn’t want to comment more.

Her task was nearing its end, and soon she could take her money and leave.

"Elly, are you thirsty? Here."

Cole Hawke brought a glass of juice and handed it to Elara Don.

"Thank you."

Elara Don accepted it and thanked him calmly.

Cole took a sip of wine, his eyes lingering on Elara Don’s face.

His informants told him that Damon Hawke stayed over at Elara Don’s house last night.

So, did Damon Hawke find out the truth?

Probably not!

If he knew the truth, the Hawke Family would not be so calm today.

Therefore, Elara Don still held grudges against Damon Hawke in her heart.

That’s good.

"I’m leaving."

Elara Don placed the juice on the table, glanced around, and headed towards Evelyn.

She wants to leave?

Cole raised his eyebrows and followed her.

Evelyn called her over, she probably wouldn’t let her leave easily.

After all, Damon Hawke would be arriving later.

"Miss Grant, is there anything unsatisfactory about the venue decoration?"

Elara Don found Evelyn and asked.

"Well, barely pleasing to the eye."

Evelyn glanced around and nodded.

Her words were not vague at all.

Just barely pleasing to the eye.

Elara sniffed lightly, took out her phone, "Then Miss Grant, please pay, WeChat or Alipay?"

Evelyn: "..."

This woman is truly vulgar.

"Miss Thorne, you’re really direct."

Evelyn initially wanted to throw in some sarcasm, but to maintain her elegant demeanor, she smiled and took out her phone to pay.

Elara didn’t comment, and after seeing the money credited, she just wanted to go home to her son early.

"Thank you for your generosity, Miss Grant, I still have things to do, I’ll be leaving first."

Elara put away her phone and prepared to leave.

"Hey, Elly, since you’re here, don’t rush off."

Evelyn quickly pulled Elara’s hand, with a friendly demeanor.

Elara only felt she was being fake.

"Miss Grant, I said I have things to do."

"Elly, don’t be like that, I want to be friends with you. Come, I’ll introduce you to my circle."

Evelyn held onto her and called some people over.

"Come here, let me introduce you to Elara Don, the perfumer for the Hawke Group, she came today to decorate my venue, smell the air—isn’t it exceptionally pleasant?"

A few elegantly dressed women gathered around.

"So she is Elara Don? The woman known for flirting around?"

"Elara Don? Isn’t she the perfumer rumored to have seduced the CEO recently?"

"Don’t you think she resembles Samantha a bit? Maybe she knew the CEO’s taste and approached him on purpose."

"..."

The women evaluated Elara Don with disdain and ridicule.

Evelyn secretly laughed in her heart but wore an apologetic expression.

"Alright, don’t talk nonsense. Elly, don’t take it to heart, they’re just too idle."

Elara pursed her lips, only finding the situation utterly ridiculous.

She couldn’t be bothered with these so-called socialites, who had nothing better to do. She pulled away from Evelyn’s hand, "Miss Grant, I won’t elevate myself to your level, goodbye."

Evelyn must have done it on purpose.

Trying to make her recognize her place using such means.

Such boredom.

"Hey, Elly, don’t get angry, they didn’t mean anything by it."

Evelyn’s sharp eyes noticed a few people entering the room; she flashed her eyes and took a step forward to grab Elara’s arm.

She used a bit of force this time, her newly done nails digging into Elara’s arm.

Elara felt like a needle pricked her arm, reacted by frowning, and forcefully shook off Evelyn’s hand.

Evelyn yelped, stumbled, and fell to the ground.

"Oh, Elara Don pushed Samantha down."

"Elara Don, you’ve gone too far, Samantha kindly wanted to befriend you, yet instead of gratitude, you dared to act rudely?"

"Elara Don, aren’t you just a lowly brat? How dare you push Samantha?"

"..."

Several women helped Evelyn up, cursing at Elara Don.

Evelyn quickly intervened.

"Alright, don’t speak to Elly like that, she didn’t mean it."

"Samantha, our eyes are not blind! You’re too kind!"

"Isn’t that right? Kindness can be taken advantage of, you’re a renowned dancer, why bother pleasing such a lowly perfumer?"

"Isn’t that right?"

"..."

The women were indignant, feeling it was unfair to Evelyn.

Evelyn looked weak, shaking her head towards them.

Elara stared intently at Evelyn, her fingers clenched tightly.

She wasn’t stupid. She shook Evelyn off just now because her arm hurt.

She had seen tricks like this before.

Evelyn, she’s a big white lotus!

"Samantha, what happened? Are you hurt?"

A woman’s voice rang out from behind.

Elara turned back, seeing Selena Taylor walking quickly to Evelyn.

Following her were Damon Hawke, Craig Landers, and Leia Quinn.

Elara’s gaze rested on Damon Hawke, instantly realizing everything.

So that’s how it is!

Evelyn intentionally set her up because Damon Hawke was arriving!

Elara’s lips curved into a cold smile, her heart remaining unruffled.

She was waiting to see Damon’s reaction.

To see if he would show compassion!

"Elly, are you alright?"

Leia Quinn, upon entering, saw the scene unfold and walked up to Elara, examining her up and down, looking worried.

"I’m fine, why did you come?"

Thank goodness for a reliable friend.

Who stands by her side, no questions asked.

"I heard you were here, worried you might get into a fight with Big White Lotus, so I came to see."

Leia gave Evelyn a meaningful look, her lips curling wryly.

Elara wasn’t angry at the moment and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

She pinched Leia’s fingers, sharing a knowing smile with her.

Evelyn observed their expressions and shared a look with Selena Taylor.

"Selena, I’m fine, it was a misunderstanding, Elly is just sensitive, I genuinely wanted to be friends with her."