Unfinished Words
Redakteur: Henyee Translations
Flora regained her calm expression and discarded the unnecessary thoughts.
Oh, this is nothing, compared to what I heard about Sumesh…
"Good afternoon, Miss Flora." Angor bowed politely.
Flora folded her umbrella and gently landed in front of him while bringing the smell of rose with her.
"Good afternoon, dear. I must say you scared me a little. I'm talking about your growth in the past year."
"I was lucky." Angor maintained his neutral smile.
"Heh. Luck does not favor just anyone, you know."
Flora still had her plans, so she didn't intend to spend time chatting. Yet before she could leave, she felt Little Red trembling behind her back.
Confused, Flora turned around and talked to Little Red.