When the door opened, it wasn't the person the Shen young master had been eagerly anticipating.
Just as he was about to burst into anger, his gaze locked onto the woman standing before him—a face far too striking to ignore.
The young master stood frozen in place, captivated by her beauty, his thoughts entirely muddled.
Odile glanced at the Shen family gathered around the dining table. "Having dinner, are we?"
Hearing the unfamiliar voice, the head of the Shen family looked over.
The moment he recognized the woman's face, he hurriedly rose from his seat, stumbling in his haste and nearly falling. Finally, he knelt to the ground. "Miss Odile!"
The Shen matriarch and the other members of the family immediately stood up, nerves stretched taut.
