No one to greet them.
All the elders were left out in the cold.
Upon entering, on the left was the living room and on the right was the reception room, where fruit and tea were placed on the tables. However, it was self-service, and they had to help themselves. The fruit and tea, obviously cheap and of poor quality, looked like they were picked from some wholesale market.
For these high and mighty elders with a large entourage, it's absolutely impossible to do it themselves. They could only sit there silently, pretending to maintain their dignified aura as elders.
But as one tried to appear more composed than the next, contemplating how to confront Nora Scott later, the anger inside them grew to the point that it could burn down the entire villa.
It's outrageous.
Are we playing house here?!
Even if Biel Hall was poorer or more downcast, it shouldn't be this shabby!
After about two hours, the last elder arrived. At this point, all the elders were present.
