“Please take your seat. You wouldn’t want to inconvenience the other guests.”

Rosalyn’s voice was gentle.
Yet, it carried undeniable authority.

The softness had been broken moments ago by Yuina’s entrance.
Hearing Rosalyn’s words, Yuina shifted her gaze away and moved to her assigned seat.

She didn’t bother to respond.
It was as if Rosalyn wasn’t even worth acknowledging.

“Miss, that girl showed up too,” Yeonseonye whispered into Michiko’s ear.
Her hushed voice made her seem small and timid.

“She would. The item I want today is something Yuina considers important too.”
“Really? What could …