Several guests with close ties with the Barretts had encountered Mia Bowen before. They were taken


    aback by the uncanny resemnce between the two women, their surprise registering visibly.


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    Mia smiled. “I know Mr. Barrett’s ex–wife looks a lot like me. They say that prettydies often resemble


    each other. Don’t you think so?”


    Nikki’s expression hinted at her rm as she inquired, “Mrs. Barrett, who, is this?”


    Sharon offered an indifferent introduction. “She’s Shelly’s friend.”


    Shelly quickly interjected, “That’s not right, Aunt Sharon. Monalize is Tim’s girlfriend.”


    “What are you talking about, Shelly? Since when has Tim had a girlfriend? not aware of that, and I


    certainly don’t approve of her either,” Sharon firmly dered.


    Nikki and her mother visibly rxed upon hearing Sharon’s stance.


    After all, a woman couldn’t enter a wealthy family without proper acknowledgment by the family.


    Shelly persisted, “We’ll find out once Tim arrives.”


    Ignoring Shelly’sment, Sharon redirected the conversation. “Let’s not pay attention to childish talk.


    How about a stroll in the garden? It’s


    beautiful out there.”


    Amelia Mapp agreed, “I’ve heard that the private resort has tailored its services for you, Mrs. Barrett.


    We’re envious. It’s a service exclusive to your family!”


    Sharon grinned proudly. “It’s thanks to my son that we get to experience this. Their service is indeed


    top–notch, not only in design but also in food.


    The ingredients were freshly flown in this morning. You should consider hosting an event here in the


    future.”


    The group of people strolled around. Meanwhile, the other guests couldn’t stop showering praises on


    the private resort.


    Mia, trailing behind them, felt ted hearing the positive feedback. “It’s not too shabby,” she remarked


    with a chuckle. The swelling pride within her was unmistakable.


    Nikki suddenly turned her head to look at Mia. “Ms. Monalize, is that yourment on the design? Not


    too shabby? You sure have high standards.”


    All eyes immediately shifted to Mia.


    Sharon scowled. “Since it’s not up to your standard, feel free to leave whenever you please.”


    Mia calmly replied, “Sorry, I didn’t mean it that way.”


    “You better not have,” Sharon retorted before leading the guests onward. ”


    dow me, everyone. Behold, a sea of blue roses. It’s said to cost millions to cultivate them. We may


    encounter blue beauties elsewhere, but genuine blue roses are a rarity.”


    The guests eagerly began taking pictures of the blue roses.


    Proudly, Sharon said, “You can buy the seeds and nt blue roses at home yourselves, but there’s no


    guarantee they will thrive.”


    Nikki interjected, “It is not easy to grow blue roses, hence its rarity. It requires precise temperature


    control at 77°F during cultivation, and once they bloom, they can only be exposed to sunlight for eight


    hours. Anything lesser or more than that is uneptable.”


    Impressed, Sharon nodded. “You know that too? I’m impressed.”


    Nikki beamed but remained humble. “It’s just a hobby of mine. I dabble in flower arranging and cooking,


    so I’ve picked up a few things.”


    Mia couldn’t resist interjecting, “She got it wrong.”