Chapter 100

When Ben was flattered by others, his expression remained emotionless and he felt an urge to curse.

But at this moment, they were flattering Susan.

Ben felt that he could never get enough of hearing it.

He kept nodding and motioned for everyone to continue.

After 10 minutes, everyone had given their compliments and exhausted their ideas, but Ben still gazed at the crowd eagerly, as if encouraging them to continue.

Everyone was silent.

Their words of praise ran out for the first time.

However, Ben still appeared to be in need of hearing more compliments.

Everyone could only continue to think deeply.

Just as they were about to despair, Susan glanced at Ben helplessly. “That’s enough.”

She was so embarrassed when she heard those words, yet Ben seemed to take pleasure in 1. it.

“All right.” Ben said regretfully, “That’s all for today. I look forward to hearing you being better prepared next time we meet.”

“Okay, okay, okay.” Everyone heaved a sigh of relief in unison. For a moment, they were all grateful to Susan.

“Mrs. Landor is really nice,” they thought.

“Mr. and Mrs. Landor.” At this time, Isabella, the host of the banquet, finally arrived.

Her posture was full of self–assurance and elegance.

Her smile was confident and refined.

M M Her outfit was meticulous and beautiful.

*FEN 20% 12:13 Before Isabella came over, she had already observed what Susan wore from a distance.

Susan was obviously not well–prepared.

But Isabella had spent three days preparing for the banquet.

So she looked much better than Susan.

She just wanted Ben to know the difference between her and Susan.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

She wanted to compare herself to Susan again and again.

She hoped that one day she would be able to steal Ben’s attention away from Susan.

With such a hope in mind, Isabella slowly walked over. She chuckled and said gently, “Mrs. Landor looks so beautiful today.”

Her plan was to out–dress Susan by first faking admiration for her outfit.

It was obvious that her outfit today was more meticulous.

1 And it was evident that she was just being polite.

Then people would say: “Miss Smith is obviously more beautiful.”

At this moment, she remained humble and let Ben understand that, in addition to her captivating looks, she also had an admirable character.

She had already envisioned the outcome and was eagerly awaiting everyone’s cooperation.

Then she heard a young lady exclaim, “Yes! It’s no exaggeration to say that Mrs. Landor is like a sprite!”

J M M “What the fuck!” thought everyone They all looked at her angrily.

around.

N 20% 12:13 The opportunity to flatter Mrs. Lander had been snatched away again.

They felt that they couldn’t lose the battle.

Even if they had nothing to say, they had to say something.

“Like a sprite? She is a sprite, okay?”

“Mrs. Landor is so beautiful that it makes me feel like I’m unworthy to exist in the world!”

“Mrs. Landor’s beauty and grace are unparalleled, making any comparison impossible.”

Isabella was confused.

“What’s wrong with these people?

“Their flatteries are so exaggerated,” thought Isabella.

Susan was speechless.

She was so embarrassed.

She wanted to find a hole and hide in it.

Ben praised, “Not bad, not bad. You have a gift for praise. Keep those compliments coming. But they are too one–dimensional. My wife has inner beauty too. She’s got a heart of gold.”

“Yes, of course. We’ll make sure to do it next time.” The others nodded repeatedly.

Had they been aware that praising Mrs. Landor could bring them closer to Ben, they would have stockpiled compliments in advance.

Isabella was completely stunned.

“So, what’s going on?

19% 12:14 “Why is everyone only complimenting Susan?

“Don’t they see the limited–edition fashion I’m wearing?

“Don’t they notice my perfect hairstyle that I spent the entire day crafting?

“Are they blind?

“Won’t they be embarrassed to give such straightforward flattery?” thought Isabella.

But they didn’t think in this way.

As long as they could satisfy Ben, they could praise his wife for a few more hours.

Isabella took a deep breath and forced a smile. “It seems that everyone agrees with me.”

Afraid that everyone would start flattering Susan again, Isabella quickly said, “Mrs. Landor, I know you’ve been in the hospital recently, so I haven’t had the chance to tell you that we’re having a ball today. What dance do you like, Mrs. Landor? I’ll ask someone to play the proper music.”

Isabella spoke with sincerity, but her heart was full of malice.

She knew that Susan was not good at dancing.

It would be a disaster if she were to dance.

Isabella was preparing to reveal Susan’s flaws to these people.

Then there would surely be some mocking voices.

How could Ben be happy when his wife was so unbecoming?

He would most likely be dissatisfied with Susan and feel that she embarrassed him!

And at that moment, Isabella gracefully would show up, her clothes fluttering. How could Ben resist?

Though not knowing what Isabella was up to, Susan didn’t want to hide the fact that she wasn’t good at dancing. She said directly, “Sorry, I don’t know how to dance.”

d MM 101 141 Isabella was pleased with herself. Of course, she knew that Susan wasn’t good at dancing. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have held a dance party.

Isabella put on a show of skepticism. “Dancing is a must for upper–class ladies. How could Mrs. Landor not know how to dance? Are you worried that you’ll perform too well and outshine everyone else? Don’t worry, I’m sure no one will mind.”

Susan frowned. “I really don’t.”

But Isabella wouldn’t give up.

She continued, “Mrs. Landor, just pick one. Why not go with a waltz? Waltz is simple with only a few basic steps. You must have learned it.”

Susan furrowed her brows even deeper.

Ben was unaware of Susan’s lack of dancing skills, but after hearing Yana’s mocking and then Susan’s silence, he understood.

Glancing at Isabella, Ben replied, “I don’t like dancing, and I won’t let my wife dance with anyone else.

Please forgive me, Miss Smith.”

Isabella’s expression froze for a moment.

She never expected that Ben would take the blame for Susan.

But she was still unwilling to give up and wanted to say something.

Then, however, she heard the words of the people around them.

“We’ll just listen to Mr. Landor. We’re just ordinary folks, not even worthy of witnessing Mrs. Landor’s dance moves.”

“Yes, that’s right. None of us are worthy of doing that.”

“Thank you for generously giving us the chance to shine, Mrs. Landor. If you were to dance, your mesmerizing grace would leave us feeling so humbled that we’d be inclined to fade into oblivion.”

“That’s right.”

M M Isabella was confused.

“What’s wrong with these people? Are they crazy?” she thought.