The Salvation Army's guerrillas might use that thing sooner than her subordinates.
A smile appeared on Antonie's face.
"Haha, that really suits his style. When he's happy, he acts like a child. By the way, speaking of which, how are you and Mr. Colin?"
As she spoke, she glanced mischievously at Mr. Colin, who was instructing the steward to prepare the dishes.
Erin's cheeks slightly flushed, suddenly becoming stammering.
Seeing her expression, Lady Antonie's gaze immediately carried a hint of ambiguity, revealing an "I understand" expression.
"I see, then I won't ask anymore."
Seeing that look, Erin and Yaya almost simultaneously panicked.
"Wait... it's not what you think."
"That's right! Co, Colin isn't that kind of person!"
The two spoke in unison, then looked at each other in bewilderment, and suddenly, the awkward atmosphere silently spread.
"Being young is wonderful."
