"What are we talking about?"
Nora chose a single-seat sofa and sat down.
Sophie quietly breathed a sigh of relief, while her aunt and Alma exchanged glances.
Just moments ago, they were worried about what to do if Nora refused to speak with them.
Now it seems that although at home Nora doesn't show good grace to Alma, Sophie, or the servants, she at least has some intelligence to know she should maintain good relations with the rest of the Scott family.
Otherwise, she would have no place to stand.
As a matter of fact, anyone with a modicum of intelligence would avoid glaring at everyone when they first arrive.
"I heard coincidentally you, like Sophie, draw manga?" her aunt inquired.
"Mm."
"How are your results?"
Reaching for an orange from the coffee table, Nora leaned back, resting her left leg across her right knee, and peeled it leisurely.
She replied lazily, "Not bad."
Sophie: "..." She's always astounded by Nora's shamelessness.
