June Jacobs could feel that something was very off about Evelyn Grant today. Her suspicion peaked when Evelyn abruptly stood up and headed for the dining room.
Evelyn Grant sat down, her face devoid of expression. Across from her, Sophie Keaton was eating cheerfully.
The eel noodle soup and thumb-sized soup dumplings were specialties of Solara. One bite, and it tasted no different from home.
Sophie Keaton loved it, but since she had already eaten breakfast at Clearwater Bay, she didn't have much. She was full after just a few bites. Propping her chin on her hand, she said, "By the way, my brother said you're busy tonight and that I shouldn't bother you."
She asked curiously, "What is it? Am I allowed to know?"
"..."
'He really is,' she thought, 'putting pressure on me at every turn.'
Evelyn Grant took a silent breath and exhaled slowly. "Tonight..."
