"-And this is our budget for the month, Lady Madona. Lady Madona, are you listening to me? Hello!"
The man asked Madona and waved his hand in front of her face to check if she was paying attention to him or not.
But despite his best efforts, Madona could not find herself capable of concentrating right now.
A weird feeling inside her called out to her, and she needed to check out where this feeling wanted to take her.
She stood to walk out before someone touched her shoulder and brought her back to reality.
The man, her secretary for the day, looked at Madona with a worried expression once he noticed how out of it she was.
"Lady Madona, are you alright? Do you need something to eat? Or drink? Shall I get something for you to feel better? What do you need?"
The secretary asked in a worried voice.
Since the humans of Vegas were dependent on her, it was clear why they all tried to get on Madona's good side.
