Her father introduces her to most of the influential people, and they all smiles at her, with the same ridicule on their face.
"Father, you don't have to lock their ass, they don't worth it." She whispers lowly. The Viscount looks at her as if to ack her head but smile regardless.
She excuse herself from the people and walks toward the bar and sat on the chair beside.
"Would you like to have a drink, my lord?" The barkeeper asks and she slightly smiles, refusing the offer.
In her past life, she always drinks and never care about her father's warning.
