The guests erupted in laughter.
Michaela hurried over to help her daughter up, her countenance changing multitudes within. a few seconds.
Oscar did indeed give Sonia a generous gift, which the young woman held with mixed emotions. After all, not only had she been treated like a thespian, she even fell down the steps comically, giving Emmeline a whole lot to be amused about.
Sonia pondered upon seeing Emmelineâs radiant smile and said to Oscar as an evil plan. brewed within her, âGrandfather, I canât be the only one to offer you a performance at your birthday party. Abelâs wife is also very talented. She should perform too, or else it wouldnât be fair!â
Oscar hesitated. After all, Emmeline was the wife of the Ryker Groupâs CEO. He certainly wouldnât want her to sing.
âGrandfather, you canât be biased,â Sonia continued, clinging to Oscarâs arm and pouting.
âVery well,â Oscar finally relented. âFor the sake of fairness and to avoid any appearance of favoritism, Emmeline will also perform a piece.â
Hmph! Sonia shot Emmeline a nasty glare. Get ready to be humiliated!
To her surprise, Emmeline readily agreed, âSure! Since Ms. Steiner showcased her best talent, I will do the same.â
âIâve performed traditional Struyrian opera, a quintessential art form,â Sonia taunted. âAre you going to dance, Ms. Louise? Grandfather doesnât appreciate anything vulgar!â
âWhy so agitated? Are you upset from embarrassment?â Emmeline chuckled. âI just want to calligraph a few words for Grandfather. How is this vulgar now? Grandfather regularly practices classic calligraphy himself. What do you have to say to that?â
Sonia widened her eyes in astonishment. Emmeline knows classic calligraphy?!
âClassic calligraphy?â Oscar was also surprised. âYou know classic calligraphy?â
âNot only do I know it,â said Emmeline with a chuckle. âIâve even won awards. Youâll see it for yourself once I write, Grandfather.â
âWon awards?â Sonia sneered. âYeah, right! The only woman in the country who won an international calligraphy award last year was Aurora Winters. Donât go thinking you can pose as her!â
âIâll let Grandfather decide once Iâm done,â Emmeline replied with a smile. âIf my work doesnât meet his standards, Iâll willingly accept the consequences.â
âHow will you be punished?â Sonia smirked. âGo on stage and bark like a dog?â
âYou?â Emmeline retorted with a charming smile, returning the mockery.
âYou!â Soniaâs face turned pale with anger.
âEnough, both of you,â Oscar waved his hand. âPrepare the ink and paper. Let Emmeline. write the calligraphy!â
Oscarâs personal assistant quickly instructed someone to make the necessary arrangements.
âEmma,â Abel, holding Emmelineâs hand, whispered, âYou know calligraphy too? Why didnât I know about this?â
âWhy should you know everything?â Emmeline playfully winked at him. âAs your wife, do I need to report everything to you?â
Abel sighed. How many identities does this woman have hidden from me?
Before long, the ink, paper, and inkstone were all prepared, and the writing table was set up.
Emmeline folded the paper, spacing the characters evenly, and then laid it out on the writing.
When an expert took action, it was easy to tell. Her preparations in advance gave off an aura of confidence.
Oscar squinted his deep, eagle-like eyes and nodded in succession, making a couple of hm-s.
âEnough bluffing,â Sonia remarked from the side, unimpressed. âYou might look the part, but one slip of the hand will expose you. Old Mr. Ryker isnât easily fooled.â
Abel also felt a bit uneasy and whispered to Emmeline, âBabe, thereâs no need to be pedantic and prove yourself. You can skip writing this calligraphy.â
âWhy should I skip it?â Emmeline pouted. âDonât you see the stage is set?â
âIt doesnât matter if the stage is set,â Abel said. âHow about I take your place instead? I know a trick or two.â
âShoo,â Emmeline pushed him. âIâm being serious here.â
âSo am I!â Abel was getting anxious, not because he cared if she embarrassed herself in front of others, but because he didnât want her to feel upset.