Enna Clark was with Edward Jackson, and a few people surrounded Edward, exchanging pleasantries and asking about her.
"Is this the Habsden's young lady?"
"What a young and beautiful woman."
"Haha, this is the first time I've seen the Master bring his daughter out, it's truly an honor today."
"My daughter seems to be around the same age as the Habsden's young lady. Next time, if there's an opportunity, I'll bring her along, maybe the two young people can have fun together."
Enna Clark maintained a polite and courteous smile, not saying much, nor deliberately interrupting the conversation.
Edward Jackson did most of the socializing.
Her unassuming nature gained the goodwill of several people, who were just about to ask her more things.
Suddenly.
Enna Clark's wrist was grabbed from behind before she could react, and she was dragged away.
"Enna Clark, come with me."
Such a domineering voice and an assertive way of doing things, she didn't need to look to know who it was.
