Moreover, she had long noticed that Amelia Young was the kind of woman who had deep thoughts and schemes, appearing kind and generous on the surface but actually more cunning than anyone else. It was better to have as little to do with such people as possible to avoid being unknowingly manipulated.
Enna Clark's cold attitude was very obvious. Anyone with eyes could see it. Yet Amelia Young seemed to be blind, smiling slightly and taking a seat opposite Enna.
"Enna looks well."
"Mm."
"Are you here to have fun too?"
"Mm."
"How come you're all alone? Not with friends?"
Enna furrowed her brows slightly and looked at her coldly, "Ms. Young, if you have something to say, just say it."
She didn't believe that Amelia Young had too much food and suddenly wanted to care about her life.
Amelia Young smiled faintly and flicked her beautiful nails, "Nothing, I just haven't seen you for a long time and wanted to chat with you."
Enna waited for her to continue.
