However, as the door to the private room opened, Claire Prescott froze slightly.
It wasn't their world for two.
Instead, it was a drinking party.
Inside, a table full of people dressed in suits sat; they were dressed impressively, with two foreign men among them, displaying slight surprise upon seeing Keane Lowell enter with her.
But they quickly reacted, standing up one by one and greeting him, "Mr. Lowell."
Despite their late arrival, none showed any impatience, nor did anyone dare mention words like "late."
In fact, they were worried he wouldn't come, immediately making room for the two with exquisite politeness and refined manners.
Initially, Claire Prescott felt uncomfortable.
Not informed beforehand of others' presence, not knowing who they were, she was unprepared, inevitably awkward.
In the past, being out and about, she was never associated with awkwardness, but now it's different.
As for why...
