Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 372: Candice could not see those women, but she could hear their words from where she was. She reached inside her purse, pulled out a compact folding mirror, and silently stretched it out to see the reflection. At this precise moment, she had a crystal-clear view of Erica's face. It was a complete 180 from the kind, caring persona Candice had imagined. Erica now towered above the other women, exuding an air of authority-quite similar to how Milton acted at times. A little surprise washed over Candice. She had no idea Erica could appear as authoritative as she was at that moment.

Erica stared at Madilyn for a while, then a scornful smirk spread across her face in response to Madilyn's provocations. She didn't even want to speak with Madilyn. She then addressed Bessie, saying, "We need to be highly selective about those who are in our circle of friends. Keep the standards high. It's not right to admit everyone. This generation of youth is now confident enough to respond to their elders head-on. These spoiled, stupid brats! One cannot become a lady through the acquisition of money. Good manners always override everything.

That separates some people from others." Erica spoke while stroking the diamond tassels on her earring with her outstretched hand. Although she acted with class and grace, her words felt like needles piercing Madilyn's back. "It's easy to tell the difference between a refined lady and a bumpkin girl. Some characteristics, including temperament, nobility, and fulfillment, are innate. You can't just wear flashy clothing and jewelry and have them. You also need a high level of education, etiquette, and discourse.

Please keep these in mind as you continue your search for a daughter-in-law, as they will help assure the continued success of your family for years to come." Erica took in her surroundings thoughtfully before continuing, "You know, intellect is something that can be inherited, especially from the mother. You must be discerning in your choices." |∆ŧè$† ¢₳þŧ€яş 1n Ġ∆lπoνεlŞ.cø₥ Eventually, Erica turned to face Madilyn. Madilyn's cheeks flushed red with shame as she thought about how poorly Erica had treated her.

She looked like she was about to rip her sleeves to shreds as she kept rubbing her hands nervously. Rachel was considerably more mortified. Erica didn't call her out by name, but it was clear she was condemning Rachel for failing to adequately instill a love of learning in the next generation. The others, she warned, should be careful not to end up with a daughter-in-law as foolish as Madilyn. Was there any way Madilyn might break into the exclusive club of aristocratic women? She felt like a loser. Erica's words were echoed by Cathryn, Bessie, and Alisson. In agreement, Bessie nodded.

"You are correct. It's no surprise that yours is the wealthiest family in Ploville. Your level of education must be high. This day has been extremely educational for us." . . .