Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Chapter 1284 - A Pretty Good Occupation

Before the birthday banquet began, everyone gathered in the hall.

Since many people were invited today, some of them saw Samantha standing there and asked her about her age and education. When they heard that she was a writer, they congratulated her and told her to keep up the good work and so on.

Margarita listened uncomfortably and her whole heart twisted with jealousy.

Although the Jiang family had three sons, those three sons had produced two daughters.

Margarita had always enjoyed confronting Samantha ever since she was a child.

She would do whatever Samantha did, but there was one thing she could never achieve, and that was Samantha's skin.

Because Samantha inherited her mother's beauty and her father's height and legs, she not only has enviable legs and height, but also a face that people are jealous of.

She is the kind of person who looks good without dressing up and can hold up the house when she does, so Margarita made a point of dressing up before coming here today.

She had also been troubled by her single eyelids for a long time over the years, and she finally took the plunge and had her eyelids cut by a doctor.

She had many hydration injections, hyaluronic acid, various medical products and surgeries.

Margarita thought she was already beautiful and that Samantha, who lived in the back of the house, should not be as beautiful as before, but now that she has met Samantha she realizes that she was wrong. Because not only does she have beauty, but she is also natural and her skin is still clear and silky without much care, it really pisses her off!!!

Now seeing that most of the guests were talking to Samantha, Margarita was even more furious.

So when someone raised the question of whether Samantha earns enough money to live alone in a month of writing, Margarita could not help herself and, heedless of her manners, interjected: "How can she earn enough money to live on her own? Samantha, even though we are sisters, I can't help but say that you are no longer a child and you will have to get married and have children in the future, so get a proper job, save some money and stop making your parents work so hard."

Samantha: "......"

This obnoxious fly has really come out again.

It is true that flies come just for the taste.

Thinking about it, Samantha looked toward her and smiled weakly, "My parents? You're late, don't you know how to address the elders?"

Margarita blushed, not expecting her to use this topic again, so she could only make up for the situation, "I was just saying it in passing, Auntie and Uncle Sam are already working very hard for you, your family has only one daughter, you don't work and don't earn money, and you are always taking from the family, this is just not good."

"So what do you think I should do?"

Samantha was not even angry, and she always had a faint smile on her face, as if she was building up her strength for a big move.

Margarita had a vague feeling of fear, but after seeing the slightly contemptuous looks Samantha received from everyone around her after hearing her words, she began to feel secretly happy again. "There are so many people here, why don't we see if there are any jobs you can be introduced to?"

"Huh? Not doing well in studies and living at home for nothing for a long time, you don't do anything, so you can go to work, right?"

"Yes, how can you train without having suffered anything?"

Margarita coughed slightly, "Samantha, I work for a company, I have a colleague whose family owns a western restaurant, and I heard they are looking for waiters recently . ."

"Waitress?" Samantha curled her lips, "It's a good career."

In Samantha's eyes, however, there was no shame in doing anything, as long as one was self-sufficient, and everyone tried to do what they could, without stealing or robbing, relying on their own labor power for money.

Margarita, on the other hand, was trying to humiliate her with her profession as a maid.

"Isn't she?" Margarita heard her say it was a good career and thought she was really moved, but she also wondered how brazen she was, that she didn't just turn her head and walk away after being humiliated in public like that.

"If you think it's okay, I'll introduce you then."

Samantha: "Sure."

Margarita, however, felt a little turned off; Samantha had not been as kind as now when she was out earlier.

So she approached Samantha, lowered her voice, and asked her in a voice only the two of them could hear, "What the hell are you doing?"

At that point, Samantha blinked innocently, "Huh? I'm not up to anything."

Margarita didn't believe me, "I said that and you still didn't get mad, Samantha, you have a very hard face now."

"Margarita, as a woman, I have to remind you that you are lucky if the man is willing to let you depend on him all your life, but if he runs away in the middle, what do you have left?" Margarita froze.

"Do you think you'll still be able to stand here as majestically as you do now, wearing nice clothes and great perfume, strutting around to get me a job. I'm just afraid that by then you won't be able to replace the job you want to apply for."

After saying this, Samantha gave another gentle smile and said softly, "Aren't you saying this in front of everyone to tell them that you are now doing well, have a position in society and know very powerful people, while I, Samantha, have nothing? Do you want to see me jump and make a fool of myself? I tell you don't even think about it."

Samantha then looked around the room and politely addressed the crowd, "My current job is really relatively free in terms of time, so if you all want to present me with jobs, I can replace time to work part-time, after all, work makes me glorious."

The crowd, not expecting her to be so modest, rubbed their noses sardonically, not knowing what else to say, and Margarita was extremely angry that her purpose had not been achieved.

She grabbed Samantha's hand and was about to say something else when Para came out side by side at that moment.

"What are you going to do with my hand, Grandma is going out, why doesn't Miss Margarita let go of my hand and go kiss Grandma? If you go later, you won't get your chance."

When Samantha said this, Margarita understood what was going on and said, "Wait, wait," then turned and pushed her way through the crowd.

People who want to be nice can't stand to be provoked.

Samantha turned around, smiling helplessly.