Evelyn smiled and said, "Come on, you both, let's go to the dining area," and took the lead.Benjamin looked at Cordelia and asked, "May we?"Cordelia nodded and whispered, "I think I like your mom; she's really cool even in just a few minutes of interaction."Benjamin replied, "You'll like her more," and they both walked into the dining area.The table was elegantly set with fine china, crystal glasses, and silverware. A rich array of food adorned the table, including fresh lobster, Wagyu beef, truffles, saffron-infused dishes, foie gras, imported caviar, artisanal cheeses, and exotic fruits like dragon fruit and passion fruit. The aroma of the delicacies wafted through the air, creating a tantalizing atmosphere.There were also carefully selected wines on the table, each cup meticulously placed. Additionally, to honor tradition, there was a pot of well-prepared jollof rice, showcasing a blend of flavors.The setting exudes luxury, and as Cordelia entered. Evelyn gracefully took her

As the dance tutorial played on the TV, Benjamin led Cordelia through the following steps. They started with a simple sway to get in sync with the music. Benjamin then guided Cordelia through some basic footwork, twirls, and gentle spins, all following the instructions on the screen.As the dance progressed, Benjamin held Cordelia's hand, occasionally bringing her closer. Following a move from the tutorial, he gently placed his hand on her waist, and Cordelia blushed, feeling the warmth of the moment.Benjamin tried to lighten the atmosphere with conversation, attempting to draw Cordelia out of her shyness."You know, dancing is all about expressing yourself," he said with a reassuring smile. "Don't worry about the steps; just let go and enjoy the moment.”During a more intimate step, the tutorial suggested a closer embrace. Benjamin hesitated for a moment, looking into Cordelia's eyes, and then smoothly wrapped his arm around her waist, drawing her closer. Cordelia's heart raced, fee

Benjamin stood there, a mix of surprise and delight on his face. "You're cooking?”Cordelia nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, but not something great, I came here and found out there are a lot of things that can cook different dishes, so I decided to do something good for breakfast.""That's great," Benjamin smiled and asked, "So what are you cooking?"Cordelia replied, "It's a surprise, but it'll be ready in just two minutes.”Benjamin took a seat. “I'll wait then.” he saidIn two minutes, the kitchen filled with the rich aroma of a delicious breakfast. Cordelia emerged holding a tray with a beautifully arranged breakfast. There were pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, fresh fruits, and a steaming cup of coffee."Surprise!" Cordelia said with a grin, presenting the tray to Benjamin. "I hope you like it."Benjamin was genuinely surprised and impressed. "Wow, this looks amazing! You're not just good at cooking, but you've also made it a feast. Thank you, Cordelia.”Cordelia smiled and s

Then came a more direct jab, "This car should cost nothing less than $200,000. Do you even have $2,000?" Laughter erupted again, the group reveling in their collective skepticism and dismissing Benjamin's claim with a blend of amusement and mockery.Irene, seizing the opportunity to escalate the mockery, stepped forward with a disdainful smirk. "Shameless doesn't even begin to cover it," she sneered, her words dripping with scorn. "Claiming Ms. Winslow's car as your own? You must be running on a new level of delusion, Benjamin. Maybe you should focus on reality instead of constructing these pathetic fantasies." The crowd, fueled by Irene's cutting remarks, intensified their laughter and jeers, further amplifying the humiliation aimed at Benjamin.Benjamin shook his head and smiled; he didn't have to bother about these people. Regardless of their mockery, he knew they looked down on him, and nothing would change that perception.Just then, at that moment, someone in the group exclaim

Everyone was quiet hearing Cordelia's question, their attention fully captured by the cold expression on her face."I won't want to repeat myself again. What is going on here?" she asked.A nervous gulp echoed in the room before one lady got up and confessed, "Ms. Winslow, it's all because of Irene. She was the one who came in to say you gave Benjamin a lift, and Benjamin is claiming the car is his, which made all of us laugh at him.”"You fool!" Irene muttered under her breath, shooting a disapproving glare at the girl who had spoken up.Cordelia turned her gaze toward Benjamin, who, surprisingly, didn't seem bothered by the situation. After observing him for a moment, she redirected her attention to Irene and asked, "Irene Azuka, is that true?" The room held its breath, awaiting Irene's response.Irene got up and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Winslow. It won't happen again."Cordelia continued to stare at her and sternly remarked, "I thought I warned you guys the other time about mocking ea