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As Rebecca stepped through the doorway into the drawing and painting class, the room fell silent, every gaze turning towards her with a palpable sense of curiosity. Faces, once animated with creative fervor, now appeared frozen in a collective expressionlessness, their features masking any hint of emotion.







Undeterred by the silent scrutiny, Rebecca maintained her composure, her smile betraying none of the unease stirring within.







As Rebecca scanned the room, she couldn't help but notice the air of opulence that pervaded the drawing and painting class. From the shimmering jewels adorning their necks to the designer garments draping their figures, every person exuded an aura of affluence.







The subtle gleam of expensive makeup and the meticulous attention to detail in their attire spoke volumes of their privileged status. Yet, what struck Rebecca even more profoundly was the prevalence of older individuals, each bearing the unmistakable air of authority that bespoke a maternal presence.







Their poised demeanor and elegant bearing commanded respect, overshadowing the younger attendees with an undeniable sense of authority. Amidst this sea of wealth and influence, Rebecca couldn't help but feel a twinge of intimidation, a reminder of the stark contrast between her own modest background and the world of privilege that surrounded her. Yet, beneath the veneer of wealth and power, she remained steadfast in her resolve, determined to prove herself worthy of a place among these elite circles, no matter the obstacles that lay in her path.







"Oh, You're the new students." The woman in her 40s suddenly greets her sweetly, and approaching her with smiles makes rebecca smiling too and nodding. Rebecca assumed that she must be the teacher here. "Im rebecca patricia Armstrong. The second child of Armstrong Group." She suddenly introduced herself and that's when the people around them inside the class murmuring and talking to each other, building a busy atmosphere.







"Isn't she's the one that dating with Prince freen?"







"Right? The person that inside the articles. Oh she's armstrong?"







They keep gossiping and even glancing to the Mrs Chankimha and that's making the queen a little annoyed and glares to rebecca deeply. Yeah. Finally. She meet the girl that her youngest child adore so much face to face. But she's not wishing that. Right now.







With the talk and gossips still keep going, Mrs Nun, or also the queen, suddenly grabbing her luxury handbag as she walk out and passing rebecca and that's making everyone gasped, including rebecca and the teacher.







The teacher suddenly grab her hand and slowly pull her to the outside, making rebecca facing her and rebecca could see how flustered she is. But, rebecca can't denied that the teacher still tried to maintaining her professionalism despite everything.







"Im sorry about what happened—-"







"No, its okay. But im still accepted inside this class, right?" Rebecca ask, smiling widely making the teacher stunned at the moment. How can rebecca be this calm? When everyone inside talking about her? That's what the teacher asking herself right now.







The teacher nod and smiles. "Of course you are. You are welcoming anytime you want."







"If that so, thankyou Mrs—?"







"Mrs Reen."







"Ha thankyou Mrs Reen. But, may i take a leave for today? I had to do something. Im sorry." Rebecca said, with her guilty face as she actually want to catch for the queen, and talk to her just like how rebecca planned. Mrs Reen then smiling and patting rebecca's head sweetly and gently. Gosh, at the moment, rebecca can't denied of how long she wish her mother did this to her.







But Mrs Reen did it first. "No worries, rebecca. Go. See you during the next class." She daid makes rebecca smiling and bowing to her. "Thankyou Mrs Reen."







With that, rebecca walk away and before she could run or searching for freen's mother, her eyes already stucks on a figure that waiting for her at the entrance of this building. At that moment, rebecca gasped and shock seeing freen's mother, or the queen was the one that wait for her first.







"I think you're coming here not only to enter the class. Am i right?" The queen ask makes rebecca slightly gulping but stares to her bravely. Without waiting for any answer, Mrs Chankimha then slightly scoffed and stares to rebecca deeply again. "I have to talk with you." She said and walk away.







And for that moment, rebecca heave out a deep sigh as she just follow the queen walking away, and they're heading towards another place that placed at the other side of the building.







And its..... A VVIPs Cafe room.

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