Luna sat with a tired attitude. Her back slightly arched with her original sitting posture. One of her legs she lifted high above the rectangular glass table in front of her.
A cell phone was in her ear at that time.
Luna slightly revealed her wedding dress. She was tired of trying on almost all the wedding dresses in a luxury gallery. And only certain people can enter the gallery.
"Ella, we have to meet today. Remember, since you were sick and the assault incident at your husband's residence. We haven't actually met, have we!!" Luna protested strongly.
She didn't care about several employees staring at her because this time, Luna lifted her legs by leaning her back against the soft sofa.
"Ahhh... this is so convenient," Luna said while straightening her back well.