An eye on her forehead glanced at Elly Campbell and scoffed, "Are you kidding me? I just saw with my own eyes you being with my son, and the moment I turn around, you’re using this black card to buy such expensive clothes. If it’s not from him, then who? Your friend? Her?"
She bestowed Elly Campbell a look with her noble gaze.
Elly Campbell knew Helen Melendy’s temper. She had put up with the mean Leanne Richards until now, solely to avoid involving her. But she didn’t want to see her good friend swallow grievances while facing such vicious difficulties and humiliation because of herself.
When Leanne Richards looked over, Elly Campbell’s lips curved with a just-right smile, but her eyes bore no hint of amusement.
Leanne Richards continued, "Birds of a feather flock together, and people are grouped by their kinds. Could someone like you, a person of lower status, have friends who own black cards? Do you even know what this black card represents? Do you think any trash can get their hands on a black card? Fabricate something more believable when you lie."
Leanne Richards was insulting Helen Melendy, who could bear it, but when she also used such mean words to mock Elly Campbell, Helen Melendy couldn’t stand it any longer.
Just as she was about to speak, she was stopped by Elly Campbell.
Seeing that Elly Campbell had recognized her, the air of superiority on Leanne Richards’s face became more apparent.
"Seems you have a good eye. You must have been paying close attention to the ladies of our wealthy class. Maybe you’re also thinking of climbing the social ladder and transforming into a phoenix one day, aren’t you?"
Mrs. Hall prided herself on her noble birth, so why did her speech and behavior give off the impression of a coarse person turned nouveau riche?
Despite speaking of nobility, her actions were downright low.
Elly Campbell wasn’t angry but merely chuckled and said, "Mrs. Hall, could you perhaps straighten your eyes when you talk? Tilting up your chin and gazing skyward makes one wonder if there’s something wrong with your eyes."
"You... What do you mean? Are you daring to mock me?"
Leanne Richards became furious, pointing a finger towards Elly Campbell’s eyes, nearly blinding her.
Elly Campbell didn’t move, her lips still adorned with a proper smile. Glancing at the finger pointed in front of her face, she said,
"Mrs. Hall might not understand my temperament. Last time, when my dad’s mistress pointed her finger at me , she nearly lost its use!"
Perhaps it was the fierce look in Elly Campbell’s eyes that was too intimidating, because even as she said these words with a smile, Leanne Richards was truly scared and hastily withdrew her hand.
The next second, realizing that she’d just been frightened by someone she considered lower than herself, her heart swelled with irritated embarrassment.
"So, your dad found a mistress outside, and looking at it, your mom doesn’t seem very capable, unable to keep your dad in line or teach you properly."
Helen Melendy trembled with anger, wanting to rush forward, but again she was stopped by Elly Campbell.
She smiled at Leanne Richards and said, "You’re right, Mrs. Hall. My mom couldn’t control my dad, so she divorced him. In that respect, my mom truly can’t compare with the endurance you have shown, Mrs. Hall, becoming quite the Ninja Turtle."
Helen Melendy, previously seething, couldn’t help but burst into laughter upon hearing Elly Campbell’s words.
William Hall’s mistress being a pianist wasn’t a secret within their circle.
Many people said that although all mistresses deserved condemnation, judging solely by the way each of them behaved and treated others, the mistress seemed more like the lawful wife than Leanne Richards did.
Elly Campbell despised mistresses intensely. So she wouldn’t view the woman who became the mistress more favorably because of Leanne Richards’s meanness, but she had to admit, that mistress was much smarter than Leanne Richards.