“Oh my, are these your friends, young miss?”

As they stepped inside the mansion, a middle-aged woman greeted Seoyeon and Jiyeon warmly.

Young miss?

Both of them glanced at Seohui, who looked visibly flustered.

“Come on, you’re joking, right? If you say it like that, people might misunderstand,” Seohui protested awkwardly.

“Oh dear.”

The middle-aged woman chuckled softly, her gaze shifting between Seoyeon and Jiyeon.

She clearly knew who they were, having been aware of Seohui’s everyday life.

She already knew about Jiyeon, who had frequently visited the house to help with acting practice, though they hadn’t crossed paths before …