<h4>Chapter 1455: 1455. Be the third wheel without making people disgusted</h4>


    "Much better now, thank you for asking, sister-inw."


    Elly Campbell: "..."


    He always managed to overthink things.


    At that moment, Mia Brown finished chatting with the vige chiefs and was walking toward her.


    "Mrs. Jones."


    Mia greeted Elly first, her demeanor calm and graceful.


    She carried an air of an artist. If not for knowing she was a notorious mistress, it would be hard to tell.


    Quite unlike the mistresses Elly was familiar with.


    This woman had an extraordinarily high emotional intelligence, even Elly had to admit.


    Being a mistress but managing not to invite disgust — Mia was truly clever.


    "Ms. Brown."


    Elly nodded at her, her attitude neither overly cold nor excessively friendly.


    Mia often apanied William Hall to various business functions. Back when the Old Master of the Hall Family was still alive, William exercised more restraint, bringing Leanne Richards to important asions.


    But ever since the Old Master passed away, William had let himself go.


    Aside from attending particrly etiquette-sensitive ces, such as the Presidential Pce or high-status homes like the Jones Family or Campbell Family, William always brought Mia to other events.


    Mia never let him down; regardless of the asion, she adeptly handled anything that came her way.


    Some people trying to cate her, or ingratiate themselves with William, asionally even directly called her Mrs. Hall.


    At first, when people addressed her as Mrs. Hall, Mia still felt awkward and unnatural, but over time, as more people called her that, she grew ustomed to it.


    It had been a long time since anyone called her Ms. Brown.


    Mia’s expression subtly lingered on Elly.


    Often, women instinctivelypared themselves to one another.


    Though Mia had seen plenty of coverage about Elly on television, this was her first time formally meeting her face-to-face.


    While Mia considered herself beautiful and refined, she had to admit, standing in front of Elly, she fell short.


    Especially themanding aura Elly exuded — confident and dignified — a kind of presence Mia knew she could never fully achieve, no matter how hard she tried.


    Despite Mia’s fame and recognition within her circle as the presumed "Mrs. Hall," she remained, in essence, a mistress. Even if she might one day be legitimate, the stain of being a mistress would neverpletely fade.


    Elly, however, was different. She was Adam Jones’ legally wedded wife, acknowledged by the government, and adored by him to the heavens. How could she not be confident, how could she not be proud?


    Mia was fully aware that Elly would inherently look down on her.


    After all, it was the nature of being a mistress.


    And considering Elly’s father had himself taken a mistress, one who even entered their home, it wasn’t surprising Elly held disdain for mistresses altogether.


    Mia might straighten her back in the face of women inferior to her, but in front of Elly, she knew she couldn’t.


    "I’ve long admired your reputation, Mrs. Jones. Never expected to meet you here today."


    Elly responded with a faint smile, not taking Mia’s ttery at face value. Instead, she seamlessly changed the subject and said:


    "I didn’t expect to see Ms. Brown here either."


    "I happened to have some free time recently, so I thought I’de to the mountains to teach children how to y piano. There’s not much I can do, but at least I can teach piano — a small gesture of goodwill."


    Mia spoke humbly, but no sooner had she finished than Leo Hall let out augh instead of Elly.


    Theck of face-saving made Mia somewhat unhappy.


    She nced sideways at Leo with a hint of reproach, prompting him to stifle hisugh immediately.


    However, the mischievous defiance in his gaze still lingered.