"Miss Shaw," the butler said.
Aurelia Shaw held her teacup, brought it to her lips, and sipped, before lazily glancing at the other person.
The butler shivered, thinking to himself how this person seemed so eerie, but he maintained his composure and said, "My master asked me to take you back."
"Is that all?" Aurelia raised an eyebrow.
What else do you want?
The butler wanted to ask.
Did she really want to stay for dinner?
The butler coughed lightly, pressing his lips, "Miss Shaw, would you like to..."
"You invited someone over without even showing your face; is this your host's good hospitality?" Aurelia's lips curved into a not-quite smile.
She had been sitting here for half a day.
The other side had seen all they needed to see.
Was she really just going to leave like this?
If she left like this, she wouldn't be Aurelia Shaw.
