However, just at that moment, a handsome face appeared in her view, immediately dispelling the resentment that weighed down her chest.
Looking at Mr. Colin dining under the magic crystal lamp, she felt a smooth relief in her breasts.
"Mr. Colin?! How are you here... I mean, it's so good to see you're fine."
A bashful smile blossomed on the face that had recently been touched up with makeup, and she instinctively shortened her stride, winding her curled hair around her bent finger, appearing as demure as a newlywed, not at all like a mother.
"Thank you for your concern, madam. Also, today's dinner was delicious. I hope you don't mind if I tip your chef."
"Of course, I don't mind. It's his honor." Marina lightly lifted her skirt and nodded, as if at a ball, elegantly saying, "Additionally, your room has been prepared, in the annex on the other side of the estate. If you don't mind, please allow me the honor to lead you there."
"I would be honored."
