The warm yellow light shone into the room. Wendy Cassia held the coffee handle in her hand. The bitter coffee spread on her taste bud and made her throat bitter, but it returned to sweet at the moment she put it down.
The clouds covered the faint sunlight, and the air was depressed.
"Bang..."
She was wearing a short skirt, which accentuated her graceful figure, and her white feet were wearing high-heeled shoes.
"What do you want from me?"
Crossing her arms, Franti Cassia looked down at Wendy with disdain.
"Sit down first!"
Wendy indifferently pointed at the opposite seat and saw Franti curling her lips and sitting down reluctantly. The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and her starry eyes narrowed slightly. The smile in her eyes was unpredictable.
"I have something to ask you."
Franti's hand froze when she heard what Wendy said. Her eyes suddenly changed. She looked up and her voice increased a lot.
"I don't know what you want to ask me. What do I have to do with you?"