Thea Shaw's mind began to quake violently.
The elegant and noble woman before her exuded a sense of holy compassion.
There was even a feeling akin to Thea's own.
"Florence?"
Chloe Shaw's call brought Thea back to her senses, and the beautiful woman on the sofa turned her head upon hearing the voice.
When she saw Chloe, she had an elegant smile, but upon seeing Thea beside her, the smile turned into a look of shock.
So shocked was she that she lost her composure and got up from the sofa.
Chloe thought she was angry about bringing someone along and quickly explained, "This is my sister, Thea Shaw. She just came to see me, and I'll leave immediately after dropping off these things."
"The... Thea Shaw?!"
Florence Locke was even more shocked, looking at Thea with a dazed expression, "Her name sounds so familiar."
"Is it? Perhaps I've mentioned her to you before."
