As Angela walked over towards the main table, Oliver reassured her, "I'm sure it's not that bad."
"He rarely talks to me. So for him to summon me, it should be something." She took a deep breath and noticed a few stares thrown her way as she approached her uncle.
The servers had cleared the table, so only bottles of liquor and glasses were left. Uncle Wilfred's wife got up from the table. Her head held high as she left and joined another group a few tables away, leaving only the head of the Su Clan and Angela's father at one end of the table. Angela slightly bowed before as a form of respect before seated to Wilfred's right—across her father.
"How are you? What's keeping you busy these days?" her uncle asked.
"I've been working on the foundation…"
