At the exit stood a young girl. Due to the dim lighting of the banquet, she stood backlit, and the light from behind seemed to cast a holy glow on her.
Her outfit was as casual as could be: a simple dark green skirt paired with an intricately tailored jacket at the collar, her hair hanging loosely, which added a rare touch of girlishness.
Especially that face, untouched by makeup, yet so purely beautiful that it made hearts flutter.
She outshone all the mundane women present, even Mia Redgrave, the protagonist of this birthday banquet.
Mia noticed that several wealthy young men, whose gazes had never left her, were now looking at Seraphina Redgrave with interest.
Seraphina Redgrave?!
How dare she!
Isn't coming here now akin to walking into a trap?
Watching Mia's twisted, angry face, Seraphina arched her eyebrows slightly and gave a faint smile.
Seraphina was provoking her!
Mia's body became rigid, and her breathing became a bit heavier with anger.
