As Natalie made her way to the garden with Zaria, a young woman in a bob haircut rushed towards them to stop Natalie. "Excuse me, you dropped your handkerchief."
Natalie looked down to see that she was holding a white cotton folded handkerchief in her hand, but she did not reach for it. "Thank you. Please help me throw it in the nearest trash bin."
She then turned to resume walking, and Zaria noticed the bob-haircut woman clench her fists and narrow her eyes as though in disbelief. She even thought she had heard the woman curse and mutter under her breath about the arrogance of women from wealthy families.
"She definitely took it the wrong way." She chuckled, though she didn't actually have anything against Natalie's reaction. It was only natural that she no longer needed something she had dropped and it had nothing to do with her finding the woman who had picked it up dirty.
