"Is your mind not thinking straight because you're pregnant? Why would I show you the photo? Who do you think you are?" The woman's words dripped with contempt.

Josie could no longer bear to listen and interjected softly, "Please speak respectfully. My friend is acting impulsively, but there's no need for such harshness."

"Harshness? That's laughable!" The woman scoffed. "Is it excusable to act like a lunatic? What excuse does she have? She can't possibly know Brendan, right?"

Josie gnashed her teeth. "You're wrong. Deirdre not only knows Brendan, but they also have a close relationship. Do you understand?"

The woman sneered. "Stop teasing me. Do you even know who Brendan is? Who do you think you are, mere commoners? He is destined to be with Emily, understand?

"There will always be a barrier between people like you and the upper class. Don't delude yourselves into thinking you'll ever be associated with the owner of the Brighthall Group. He will only marry someone of equal wealth