Watching Anna Jadwin now, Minette Morgan's sense of superiority swelled again. Mr. Bailey certainly wouldn't take a liking to her!
"Ms. Minette Morgan, it's not convenient for me to go like this, please let me get out of the car."
"Do you still want your identity and household registration? You dare to decline an invitation to Mr. Bailey's banquet?"
"..."
"You're only going on my coattails to put on airs of grandeur. Where do you get the face to act so noble!" Minette Morgan sneered viciously.
Anna Jadwin held back her frustration; dealing with a mad dog was pointless—arguing would only result in getting bitten.
Since it was because of Minette Morgan that she had this honor, she was just going as a backdrop.
...
When they arrived at The Baileys' Manor, they were relatively late to the scene.
To enter the gate, they had to go through infrared scanning and fingerprint detection.