The Plot Is About To Be Messed With Again

Richard stood tall and composed in a finely tailored black suit, his posture exuding confidence and authority. Beside him, Veronica radiated elegance in a flowing blue dress, her hand delicately clasping his arm.

Zephyr glanced over at Richard's side and noticed Miss Veronica standing beside him. With a charming smile, he approached her.

"Miss Veronica, you're looking as radiant as ever," Zephyr complimented, his eyes twinkling. "And your eyes match perfectly with your dress."

Veronica smiled gracefully, her gaze meeting his. "Anything less would not be worthy of my, darling," she replied with a hint of playfulness.

Zephyr chuckled softly. "I suspected as much," he said, his smile widening.

Turning to Richard, Zephyr's expression turned playful. "Young master, what sort of fun can I look forward to tonight?" he asked sarcastically, raising an eyebrow.