''….I was lost, looking for the restroom, Young master Allard.'' Rose Collins gave an answer, not too hurriedly and not too slow. Just perfect for everyone to judge her as an innocent person. An innocent person that absolutely had no connection to the scheme.
'I miscalculated a bit…' she thought, eyeing the man who she never expected to have such identity, and also appear in the birthday banquet.
Vincent Allard.
A man belonging to one of the top ten families in the New York city, and the top hundred in the country. As though that wasn't enough, he was the grandson of the prominent Mackay family, top one in the Chicago city, top ten in the country and top fifty in the world rankings.
She had merely thought he was someone of no importance despite his popularity in the university. Even if there were rumors about him being from the New York city just like herself, she dismissed them as nothing but false claims.