The next day.
The Pomegranate Duke was having breakfast with the Duke and Duchess of Coldcrest.
Ellie Miller had just scooped a spoonful of Southern Prefecture egg custard into her mouth.
At the dining table, Brandon Garnet kept talking non-stop, buzzing in Ellie Miller's ears continuously.
What a case of appearances can be deceiving, such a handsome guy, but alas, he's got a mouth.
"Bang," a loud noise sounded as someone forcefully pushed open the dining room door.
Ellie Miller was so frightened that she swallowed the egg custard in her mouth whole; it was just as well it was egg custard.
In came a voluptuous beauty with her skirt in hand, 'storming' in.
The Duke of Southell exclaimed in surprise, "Oh! My dear... Bell! What are you doing here?"
a beautiful lady raised her hand high, and a blood-red bubble appeared above her head:
[My name is Bella! You scoundrel pup!!!]
Ellie Miller: "..."
"Smack," a loud slap landed on Brandon Garnet's face without a hitch.
