If Maxwell Saxon is willing to attend the dinner party, the organizer must be an important figure, and the gathering will surely be grand. It's likely that all attendees will dress elegantly.
She didn't have a single presentable outfit in her wardrobe.
Just when she was fretting over this, she heard knocking at the door.
As soon as she stepped out of the bedroom, Angela dashed to the door like a gust of wind.
The door opened, and a man's voice came in, "Is Miss Yates here?"
Angela smiled at the man, "She's asleep. I'm her roommate, so you can tell me whatever it is."
"Oh, it's like this: there's a very important delivery that needs Miss Yates to sign for personally. Could you please call her over to sign for it?"
Angela puckered her lips in dissatisfaction and muttered, "What kind of delivery is so important that it needs her to sign personally? Well, wait a moment."
