Jennifer's hand remained in the middle air, and her mouth still opened. The spoon was filled with food, which was ready to put inside her mouth yet everything changed into awkwardness since the voice was clear.
Without even looking at the source of the voice, she already predicted who is the person, who can spout such nonsense in this mansion. The one who is just frustrated from her to the core and showed her displeasure in the starting itself, at her arrival.
"Hmm? Did I say something wrong, Butler? I don't think so. We, Johnsons, keep our respect at the topmost level and letting our enemy's bride have lunch with us.. I don't think that is appropriate."
Shirley was spouting nonsense with her filial mouth continuously.
At the same time, Jennifer doesn't know what to say anymore. She looked at the other food and then looked back at Shirley from the corner of her shoulders.
