"I think it's great to be outside, I can do whatever I want, without looking at people's faces or being wronged by them."
"Octavia, you are not a child, you should not..."
"Enough, Darren Heath, I don't want to hear anything about that." Lady Octavia hung up the phone angrily, watching Darren quickly call back, she turned off the phone directly.
At the height of her anger, a gentle and courteous voice rang out beside her, "Madam, may I sit here with you?"
Lady Octavia looked up and saw an elegantly dressed, young girl with an excellent temperament standing in front of her.
The girl looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old.
Her appearance, like her dress, gave people a sense of elegance and sophistication.
She was not a traditional beauty, but she was pleasant to look at.
