Three days later, Luke took Elena to Margaret's high-end apartment.
Margaret, who had just come out of the elevator, was already waiting for them with a smile.
Luke didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Who would meet guests at the elevator?
But Margaret clearly didn't care.
Elena didn't care either. She hugged Margaret with a smile and showed her two bottles of red wine.
Margaret usually didn't drink, nor did she care about the quality or price of alcohol.
After confirming that there was red wine, she looked at the food box that Luke was carrying. "Is it yogurt cake?"
Luke nodded. "It's chocolate and strawberry. How does that sound?"
Margaret nodded quickly, as if she was afraid that if she said she didn't like it, Luke would never bring his cake again.
Seeing that Elsa had arrived early, Luke greeted her with a smile and teased, "You have a lot of friends, huh? Plus, she's a rich lady. You came running for the party?"