Chapter 12
“Let’s take one step back and look at things. I’m your son’s fiance and as my son’s future grandmother, you should’ve been tolerant with a boy and not insult him in public. Madam Locke, if you reacted this way, can I say that you never planned to accept me and my son into your family?” Jeanne asked.
“That woman is foul-mouthed. I met her a few times during other events and I heard her gossiping about other girls. Yet she acted like she’s Saint Mary in front of people, how disgusting. I’ve always wanted to teach her a lesson but you did that for me tonight!”
Monica was less perceptive. After her husband left, she said, “Jeanne! My goodness, I thought your sharp edges were ground blunt over the years! I thought you’ve become a tamed pet but when you lashed out at that old lady, you got me, girl! I was so excited!
“Besides, this is a ball for high society and all ladies here know how to maintain their temperament and etiquette. As an elder, Madam Locke shouldn’t have allowed a young boy to step on your dress. Are you being careless or was my son being naughty?”
Countless eyes were looking at Damian and he was forced to put his grievance and embarrassment aside. “Indeed it’s a misunderstanding. We’re almost half a century old and we’re being calculative with a six-year-old. It’ll be a joke if this gets out.”
High society was a place of hypocrisy. Deep down, the crowd was just there to watch and take pleasure in people’s misfortune but they had to make themselves look as if they were there to ease the situation or solve the problem.
Alexander quickly stepped up and said, “Damian, it’s just a misunderstanding. He’s a kid and a kid tends to be clumsy. Let’s calm down and try not to make things worse for both families.”
“No, I didn’t do it on purpose. I came out of the men’s room and wanted to look for my mom. I accidentally ran into Grandma,” George explained with teary eyes and an innocent look.
Octavia’s condition was already an embarrassment and yet Jeanne criticized his wife in public for overreacting. His wife’s silent grievance brought shame to his entire family.
Jeanne stepped up boldly and confronted Octavia. “My son said he didn’t do it on purpose and he had already apologized. As an elder, must you be this calculative with a boy?”
Octavia would never let the boy off with just an apology. She pointed at George and screamed, “You ill-educated b*stard! Someone send him out immediately!”
“T-This rascal stepped on my dress on purpose! He did it on purpose!” Octavia was driven mad by the embarrassment that she could barely keep herself calm.
Someone had stepped on her dress and caused it to slip off her. Even her nude color breast pads were exposed, embarrassing her in front of everyone.
The scene of her godson being bullied fueled her anger. She wanted to jump in and reason with Octavia but before she could, Jeanne had stepped up.
Jeanne was already wondering what took George so long in the men’s room and now it seemed like he had already come out by himself.
Damian reacted bitterly to the criticism. He shouted at Thedus, “Stop embarrassing yourself here, bring your mother away!”
