Blanca Roach got out of the car and carried Alice into the stroller.
Standing at the door for a moment, she thought back, but found that she couldn’t remember exactly which classroom she had booked for.
The receptionist immediately greeted her as soon as she saw the visitor, a smile piled on her face and an attentive tone.
“Oh, Mrs. Grant, what are you doing standing at the door, come in.”
She said, and reached out to help push the stroller.
“I’ll do it myself.”
Blanca Roach laughed dryly and pushed it up without a trace, holding the handle of the stroller herself.
“Okay, okay.” The receptionist didn’t feel awkward and followed with a smile, “Mrs. Grant did you book a lesson? If not I can book you in now for the earliest start of your class.”
“No, I’ve already made a reservation, please check the classroom for me.”
“Okay, no problem.”
The receptionist went around behind the desk, fiddled with the computer, and looked up at her.
“Mrs. Grant, the class you booked is on the third floor, I can take you there.”
“Don’t bother, I can go up myself.”
Blanca Roach hurriedly waved her hand and pushed the cart herself towards the elevator.
Although she had no shortage of people to serve her everywhere because of her status, she would inevitably still feel uncomfortable in the face of this enthusiastic service.
Just as she walked to the elevator, she met several wives who were also waiting for the elevator.
She squeezed out a polite and detached smile and gestured from them as a greeting.
This is how high society is, there is no absolute good and bad relationship, the business world is changing rapidly, they are just a nodding acquaintance of these ladies and wives, face to face is to get by.
After the elevator arrived, the wife took the lead and went up, Blanca Roach could only push the baby stand on the side.
“Hey, have you heard, the last time that Carolyn came over but was The Grant family young master fixed it, now can only take her child so far away to early childhood classes.”
“Who let her mess with The Grant family, even if she lost her mother’s family and her husband’s family can not be worth a finger of The Grant family.”
“But she doesn’t deserve it, she’s been married for so many years and only had a daughter, who can look at her.”
“But the Grant family young master did not also give birth to a daughter, I think she can not go far if she does not give birth to a son, do not look at her now beautiful.”
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Blanca Roach pursed her lips and didn’t make a sound, listening to their conversation quietly from the side.
I didn’t realize that this was what these wives talked about after dinner, discussing who had a son or not, and so on.
She sighed and waited until all the wives were out of the elevator and followed the signs to the classroom.
But it seemed like class was already in session, and she had just looked in the window when the door was opened.
A teacher-like man stood in the doorway, smiling and narrowing his eyes, and said respectfully.
“Mrs. Grant you can come in, the receptionist has already informed you.”
“No, that’s not necessary.” Blanca Roach scanned inside and waved her hand, “If you’re in class just leave us alone for a while, I’ll just wait for the next class.”
“How can I ask you to wait? Come on in.”
In full view of everyone, Blanca Roach was invited in and placed in the first row, surrounded by impatient stares.
A man next to her grunted and spoke in a cold, sarcastic tone.
“Yo, who was I then, it turned out to be our Mrs. Grant, really people from The Grant family, they have privileges everywhere they go, they can still make the teacher wait to be invited in when they are late.”