Queenie had a tragic and heroic look on her face.
She had led a turbulent life, and life in the mysterious organization had been no better than death.
If she hadn't been taken away by Yvette, she would still be struggling in that hellhole.
She thought back to how Yvette had introduced her to everyone in NTT after freeing her from the mysterious organization. How she had given her a new identity and treated her so well.
She had brought her along to brew wine and to cook…
Yvette had even once laughed and said, "In the future, you can make this pasta dish for my daughter and tell her that this is what Mom's love tastes like."
She had been cracking a joke at the time.
Queenie retorted, "Can't you do it yourself?"
"I would still be recovering after giving birth. How am I supposed to cook?"
Yvette rebutted confidently.
