"There you are, Young Miss."
Sylvia breathed out a sigh of relief upon seeing Lady enter the car and settle down at the passenger seat.
She said she's just going to drop by at a flower shop somewhere near their destination. That store seems to be starting to top the bakery in her list of favorite places. She knows that it's where she always buys flowers for her grandparents, but she doubts that's the only reason why her visit there is getting more often these days.
"Your father wouldn't be happy if you're late for your cousins' party, you know," Sylvia reminded.
"Father is never happy with anything I do," Lady snorted.
"What did you do there, anyway? I thought you already reserved an order yesterday morning?"
"I met up with a friend!"
Her personal attendant paused and blinked.
