The ninth and tenth floors of the Fog Mountain Restaurant are specially reserved for celebrities and artists.
The privacy is very good and the environment is quiet.
Perhaps it's past dinner time, perhaps people generally prefer gatherings in the evening, or perhaps Mrs. Davis's harsh words aren't very loud. But it seems even quieter at this time.
There's no one else in the corridor except them.
Daisy Zane stands in place, her eyes reflecting the images of the two of them, but her mind is full of that figure.
It looks so much like him...
Especially that slow stride.
Mrs. Davis was still saying, "Our future daughter-in-law and mistress of the Davis Residence must come from a family like the Lane Family."
Hearing the words "Lane Family," Daisy Zane snaps back to reality.
