The high society in Aethel is nothing like Silvercrest's. Back when Crystal Shaw couldn't even make it in Silvercrest's upper circles, how could she possibly be accepted here in Aethel?
The young sons and daughters of noble families in high society have always looked down upon and excluded illegitimate children. Of course, there are exceptions—take Roy Thompson for example. With his talent, he's amassed real power and wealth, so even if people secretly disdain him, on the surface, they still flatter him.
Lily Shaw watched as Crystal Shaw poured out endless praise for Miles Morgan. Suddenly, she smiled faintly and said, "Miss Shaw, you really don't need to tell me any of this. These are your private matters. How you're doing has nothing to do with me."
"Don't think you can keep smiling smugly. Sooner or later, you'll be on your knees, crying and begging me!" Crystal Shaw, her mind clouded by jealousy, blurted out the words she'd kept hidden for so long, voice twisted and sinister.
