Chapter 36

Abigail and Hazel snapped out of their astonishment, exchanging perplexed glances. A shared question mark hovered in their minds. "Where did she get this dress? How could we not know about such a beautiful dress in the house?" Abigail muttered, her voice tinged with jealousy. The craftsmanship and quality were exquisite, outshining anything they had ever seen. The dress was both luxurious and ethereal, designed uniquely to accentuate Eleanor's perfect figure. In comparison, their dresses seemed gaudy and mundane. Catherina pursed her lips, saying nothing, but her fists clenched tightly. She hadn't anticipated Eleanor would attract so much attention at the banquet. A powerful wave of insecurity washed over her, filling her with dread. Eleanor was, after all, the true daughter of the Hampton family. As this realization settled, Catherina's eyes darkened, glancing at the vial of medicine in her hand. Soon, she would ensure Eleanor's public humiliation. Eleanor stepped into the hall, and O