Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

Overhead, the chandelier sparkled with brilliant light. Blanca sat on a couch quietly, looking at people coming and going. The bustling scene made her feel inferior. Most of the girls had a great body and a pretty face. They were elegant, dignified and beautiful. Blanca was curious to know if Matthew ever loved one of them. He was so brilliant that Blanca didn’t know who could ever be good enough for him. Maybe the girl he liked should be pretty, smart and from a rich family.

At this thought, Blanca found herself good for nothing. Come to think of it, she felt a sense of sadness, but soon she caught a glimpse of those delicate desserts on the table, her eyes ablaze suddenly. She planned to leave the annoyance behind and enjoy the desserts. Fortunately, the dress she wore today was not very tight. So, Blanca didn’t have to worry about eating too much.

Blanca stood up and brought back two heaping plates of desserts. At the beginning, she nibbled daintily at her food in order to make a good impression, but not for long. The desserts were so delicious that Blanca began to gobbled them up.

“Oh, my god! Blanca! It was you! I can’t believe it! Are you that hungry? You know what? You look like a beggar now!” When Blanca was enjoying her food, a provocative voice came from above. She was familiar with the voice, the voice of Louise. Blanca was a little angry but she controlled her anger. There were so many people here. And more than that, this was a very special day because she would meet Mr. Butler later.

Blanca looked up at Louise and her face broke into a radiant smile. “Nice to meet you, Louise. Do you want some desserts?” said Blanca, handing Louise her plate.

Louise stared at the plate, flushed and angry. Then she looked at the girl next to her for support. And that was when Blanca noticed the pretty girl, who was wearing a long, flowing white gown. Blanca surveyed the girl. Undoubtedly, she was as pretty as a doll, her big eyes twinkling on her sweet face. She was so amazing that even Blanca couldn’t get her eyes off her.

The girl looked at Blanca with a wonderful smile. She held out a hand and said, “Nice to meet you. I’m Malinda, Malinda Roach. Let me guess, you are Matthew’s wife, Blanca, right?”

Upon hearing this, Blanca stood still with a puzzled look. What a coincidence. The girl shared the same last name with her. Blanca laid down her plate and put out her hand and shook hands with Malinda. “Yes, I’m Blanca. Nice to meet you, Malinda.” She looked admiringly at Malinda. For some reason, Blanca felt less confident as she stood before Malinda, who seemed unapproachable.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Don’t be kind to her, Malinda! She doesn’t deserve it! She was only a disrespectful peasant!” said Louise, her face contorting with rage. But to her surprise, Malinda ignored her and turned to Blanca with a smile. “Don’t mind her words, Blanca. Louise is a bit short-tempered sometimes. In fact, she was easy to get along with,” Malinda said.

Upon this, a hint of a sneer played about Blanca’s lips. Blanca knew Louise well. Louise was not easy to get along with at all! What Malinda said seemed ridiculous, but Blanca didn’t contradict her. “I certainly don’t mind it. Louise is Matthew’s sister. So, in the end, we are family.”

“OK, that’s good.”

Their conversation made Louise angrier. She tapped her foot in frustration and left with Malinda.