Chapter 759 - 760
Rosemary watched as Beverly stepped forward to speak, choosing to remain silent herself. Instead, she turned to Eugene, "Grandpa Eugene, I reckon it’s about time we got this birthday shindig started."
It was already half-past eight in the evening.
"Right you are, time to cut the cake." Eugene glanced around the gathering, "Haven’t seen Charles and Nelson yet, have we?"
"Should be here any minute now."
"Alright then." Eugene gestured invitingly, "Let’s all head to the garden, folks. That’s where we’ll be slicing into the birthday cake tonight."
His spirits were high; seeing his darling girl, who he had cherished since her childhood, utterly captivate the crowd brought a smile that stretched from ear to ear. It was a feeling of pure thrill.
Meanwhile, Alma stood rooted to the spot, her steps heavy as if her feet were filled with lead, unable to move.
"You’ve bit off more than you can chew," Beverly tossed these cold words at her, her expression icy,her gaze not that of a mother looking at her daughter, but rather at something worthless.
If Rosemary’s performance was truly improvised, her talent wasn’t just a hundred times better than Alma’s - it was beyond measure.
"Given her skills, you could practice for another ten years and still not even come close to her."
Alma looked at her mother in disbelief, not expecting such high praise for Rosemary.