One thing led to another.
Although Shouko was unwilling, she found herself sitting opposite Madam Yamashita inside a nearby cafe. While the older yet elegant woman was calmly sipping tea, Shouko didn't order any as she put herself on vigilance.
As she didn't want to spend more unnecessary time with this kind of poisonous woman, Shouko spat out, "Speak. What do you want from me?"
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Madam Yamashita swirled the cup in her hand, clearly enjoying the torment she placed on Shouko, "I want to talk to you about my son. Say, what do I have to give you for leaving him?"
Startled, Shouko froze for a moment before the words finally registered in her brain. She curled up a cold smile.
"Madam Yamashita, are you trying to make Kyoya divorce me?"
