"Vanessa! You finally made it!"
"Oh my, Vanessa! It's been years, and you look wealthier and younger than ever!"
These two women seemed to be in their 40s or 50s, but their flashy outfits made them look out of place. Their makeup—blue eyeshadow, bright red lipstick, and an 80s-style perm—was something I couldn't compliment. They looked like a group of overdone women.
The woman who bumped into me was no better. She wore a too-tight dress, squeezing out rolls of fat, and was teetering on tiny high heels, which made me worry that her heels might break.
The three of them talked loudly and non-stop, like a chaotic scene.
Standing beside them was a thin, dark-skinned woman who looked much simpler and more down-to-earth. She gave off a likable vibe but clearly couldn't join the conversation.
She awkwardly stood there, her smile restrained. She occasionally reached up to adjust her hair behind her ear, trying to hide her nervousness.
I was trapped in the middle of this group, unable to leave.
"Vanessa, what are your plans later? Let us treat you to a meal!"
The woman who bumped into me laughed. "No need. My son-in-law has already arranged everything. You can all just follow me, and we'll have a meal together."
"Your son-in-law? Oh wow! Veronica really is lucky. I remember you saying she married a rich heir from a scholarly family, right?"
"That's right! My son-in-law's family is very wealthy. They have two properties in Welsington City!"
"Oh my! That means Veronica won't have to worry about housing when she gets married. You're set for life! With a son-in-law like that, you'll be able to arrange work for all your relatives in Welsington City. Your family's on the rise!"
I couldn't help but feel for her son-in-law.
It would be one thing if the family had money and power. But if they were just an ordinary middle-class family, they wouldn't have the resources to support all those poor relatives. It would end in chaos.
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