In the carriage, Lady Olive noticed that she seemed upset.
“What made you leave the party?” She phrased her question this way.
“I’m tired. I’m still not used to attending these parties.” Laura managed to show her a small smile.
“Oh, but you need to get used to it. Don’t forget that you already accepted another party which will be held three days from now.”
“Yes, I remember.” Laura glanced at Yana. Her maid would also remember it and remind her later on.
“This isn’t your first time attending a party. Tell me, what really made you upset?” When the indirect approach failed, the older woman decided to ask directly.
Laura contemplated for a moment. Should she tell her? Lady Olive already thinks men are scum. But there are enough women who are also that way. She’d seen more things in li
