It was clear that Maria wouldn't be treated the same way.

Hearing this, Barbara smiled complacently. She stole a glance at Maria from the corner of her eye, hoping to see some resentment on Maria's face.

To her disappointment, Maria was completely expressionless. Wait a second. Was she wearing earphones?

Since they were sitting right next to each other, Barbara could even hear the song that was playing in Maria's headphones-it was one of today's pop hits.

Barbara was still in her early twenties. Although she had studied hard in the ancient martial world all these years, how could she not know about the modern world's popular music?

Besides, Barbara was also a fan of this pop artist, Jeff.

Even though Maria was listening to her idol's latest song, Barbara wrinkled her nose in disdain.

Huh?

How could a bumpkin like Maria be able to appreciate such a wonderful work of art?

Just then, a thought occurred to Barbara, and she put on a friendly smile.

She patted on Maria's shoulder and waited for Maria to take off one of her headphones. She asked, "Maria, did you hear what Reuben just said?" Obviously, Barbara was asking this on purpose. She knew that Maria didn't bring any Luggage.

In other words, Maria didn't have an evening gown or any jewelry for the party. She'd probably just wear some casual shirt and a pair of jeans with those ugly canvas shoes.

Dressing like a country bumpkin at a luxury party would certainly disgrace the Jenkins family.

At this point, they were already near the guesthouse, which was located in a remote mountain area far away from Broome.

Barbara didn't tell Maria about the dress code until now. Grinning secretly, she knew that Maria would make a fool out of herself now!

They only had an hour left before the party. It was too late to have someone send her some clothes.

“No," Maria replied indifferently.

“Come on, Maria. Why didn't you pay attention?" Barbara asked with a smile.

“Because Listening to him is a waste of time," Maria answered bluntly. Maria knew that Reuben wouldn't say anything beneficial to her, so why should she bother to listen to him in the first place?

Barbara couldn't help but sneer, instantly dropping her friendly facade.

Reuben snorted indignantly, too.

Because Maria was right.

Finally, they arrived at the guesthouse. It was indeed grand yet low-key, a complex of villas strewn across the mountainside.

After parking the car, Reuben smiled and said, “Please get some rest in your room. Then, get dressed for the gala. Don't be late. The whole Jenkins family is counting on you."