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    “Hey, bumpkin, where do you hail from? Have you never tasted tiramisu?” a woman remarked mockingly, observing Norah’s enjoyment of the dessert. “It’s just tiramisu. Is there a need to overreact?”


    Another girl chimed in, amused by the situation. “Perhaps she’s a country pumpkin. Such delicacies are likely a novelty to her,” the girl spected, joining in the banter.


    Norah caught the disdainful sneers directed at her. ncing around, she noticed three elegantly dressed youngdies standing nearby, having appeared during her briefpse of attention.


    The young women appeared to be in their early twenties. The one in the red evening gown, adorned with a ruby ne, exuded an air of arrogance, her attractive face only amplifying her confidence. The two women behind her seemed to follow her lead, almost like devoted followers.


    The young woman in red met Norah’s gaze without hesitation, a surprised expression flickering in her eyes.


    “You’re attractive, but your behavior leaves much to be desired,” she remarked, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “Are you a recent celebrity from showbiz?”


    Despite having lived in Silverdale for years, the young woman had never encountered someone as striking as Norah, which led her to make thement.


    When Norah responded with a cold, unblinking stare, the young woman immediately regretted her words.


    But Norah paid her no mind, focusing instead on enjoying her dessert. Frustration mounted in the young woman’s chest as Norah continued to ignore her.


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    “Excuse me! Are you even listening to me?” she snapped, her anger rising. “You’re being incredibly rude! If I find out who you are, I’ll have my brother take action to get you barred from the entertainment industry! Humph! Are you scared? Why don’t you just talk to me, and I’ll let this go. Or perhaps you can’t hear me? Are you suffering from hearing loss?”


    Norah continued to disregard her absurd remarks, unfazed by the young woman’s escting frustration.


    Thinking she might have been mocking a deaf person, the arrogant expression on the young woman’s face quickly shifted to guilt.


    “Why didn’t you tell me before Iughed at her?” she snapped, her anger directed at her two followers.


    “We… we weren’t aware either,” they responded, their voices trembling in fear. The woman in red grabbed a te, picked some desserts, and handed it to Norah.


    She then patted Norah’s shoulder, gesturing for her to eat.


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