Whispers of Elegance of Lady Novelle

The lively atmosphere of the grand event filled the air with excitement as conversations buzzed around the room. Among the guests, Alisa stood, her face glowing with happiness. She suddenly exclaimed, "Yuri said I'm good!" Her voice carried a note of pride, catching the attention of those nearby.

A man who had been engrossed in a conversation about Lady Novelle abruptly stopped mid-sentence, stunned by what he had just heard. He turned to a younger boy standing nearby, his expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. "Is that your elder sister?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.

The boy, equally taken aback, found himself in a whirlwind of thoughts. What the hell is she doing with Lady Novelle? he wondered, his mind racing. Trying to maintain a casual demeanor, he forced a smile and replied in a playful tone, "It's nothing to worry about."

As the man turned back to his conversation, Alisa caught sight of her younger brother and beamed with affection. "Long time no see. Where's your brother? Has he grown up?" she asked, her voice filled with sisterly pride.

Alisa's cheerful demeanor was infectious as she responded, "Yes, he has, but to me, he'll always be my little kid." Her eyes sparkled as she glanced over at her brother, who had been lingering on the other side of the room. She caught his eye and made a subtle gesture for him to come over.

The younger brother, Asher, noticed Alisa's gesture, and a sudden wave of nervousness washed over him. His heart pounded in his chest as he wondered, Is she mad? A mix of shock and disbelief clouded his thoughts. She's calling me over to meet Lady Novelle? Trying to keep his composure, he muttered under his breath in a half-joking, half-panicked tone, "I'm getting cooked..."

With a deep breath, Asher reluctantly made his way over, trying to mask his anxiety. He approached the group, forcing a smile, and said, "Nice to meet you, Lady Novelle. Long time no see."

Lady Novelle, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief, smiled warmly at Asher. "Yes, Asher, you've grown up," she said, her voice laced with nostalgia. "I remember when you were 14—I barely pushed you, and you were so weak! You know, you were quite a handful as a child."

Asher's mind raced as he listened to Lady Novelle. I'm still scared of Lady Novelle, he thought, the memories of his childhood antics flashing through his mind.

Noticing his unease, Yuri, who was always perceptive of others' feelings, stepped closer. Her bright smile was meant to put him at ease as she asked, "Why are you so nervous?"

Yuri's tone was friendly and reassuring as she leaned in a bit closer, her presence comforting. "You should call me Yuri—we're childhood friends, okay?"

Asher felt a wave of relief wash over him, but his nerves were still far from settled. Meanwhile, Yuri, often called that by those close to her, continued to charm the gathering with her effortless grace.

As the event continued, Yuri noticed a familiar figure approaching from across the room. It was Mrs. Kim, the esteemed chairman of the Kim Group and mother of Alisa and Asher. Mrs. Kim's face lit up with a joyful smile as she made her way toward Yuri.

"Oh, hi Yuri! How are you?" Mrs. Kim greeted her warmly, her tone brimming with happiness and genuine affection.

Yuri turned to face Mrs. Kim, returning the smile with equal warmth. "I'm doing well, thank you. And how have you been, Mrs. Kim?"

Mrs. Kim smiled graciously at Yuri and replied, "I'm doing well too, thank you. Alisa and Asher came with me today. I'd love to introduce you to someone. If you'll excuse me for a moment." With a polite nod, Mrs. Kim led Alisa and Asher away, leaving Yuri to continue enjoying the gathering.

As Yuri scanned the room, her attention was drawn to the grand staircase, where a young woman was descending with a certain grace. The girl, who was none other than Eva, the daughter of the La Group chairman, caught sight of Yuri. She hesitated for a moment, a shy blush coloring her cheeks, before mustering the courage to approach.

"Hi, I'm Eva," she greeted, her voice soft yet tinged with nervousness.

Yuri turned to her with a warm smile. "Hello, Eva. It's nice to meet you. You're the daughter of Chairman La, correct?"

Eva nodded, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Yes, I am," she confirmed. Gathering her courage, she gently took Yuri's hand, her eyes sparkling with admiration. "You're so beautiful," she added, her voice a mix of shyness and delight. "Would you... come with me?"

Yuri's smile deepened at Eva's sincerity. "Of course, I'd be happy to," she replied.

Eva's face reddened slightly, but she couldn't hide her happiness as she led Yuri away, her shyness melting into a quiet joy.

After leading Lady Novelle to a quieter table, Eva motioned for them to sit down. Once they were seated, Eva hesitated for a moment before asking, "What's your name?"

With a touch of pride in her voice, Novelle replied, "My name is Yoon Novelle."

Hearing the name spoken so confidently made Eva feel a bit shy, but she smiled and said, "I've heard about you... You're Lady Novelle." Eva couldn't help but admire how elegant Novelle's speaking style was, a perfect match for her refined presence.

"Would you like something to drink?" Eva asked after a pause.

"Yes, that would be nice," Novelle responded with a gentle smile.

Eva quickly retrieved two glasses of Martini on the Rocks and handed one to Novelle. As Novelle took a sip, Eva watched her with quiet admiration, thinking to herself how cool and beautiful Lady Novelle looked while drinking.

"This drink is quite good," Novelle remarked, a hint of surprise in her voice. "I've never had anything quite like it before. Though, to be honest, I don't drink much."

Eva's face brightened at this, and she responded warmly, "So you don't drink much—that's great."