"Yeah. When we left, you were drunk. Kingsley carried you and bumped into Fourth Master Swan. Fourth Master Swan wanted to snatch you away. Kingsley was about to start a fight with Fourth Master Swan, but you suddenly reached out and touched Fourth Master Swan's face, mouth, neck, and chest..."
"..." Jeanne's hand trembled even more as she held the mascara brush.
"Oh right, you also said that you haven't had a man for a long time and that you really want one," George repeated what Jeanne said last night.
Jeanne suddenly put down the mascara brush on the dressing table.
She finally understood what Fourth Master Swan meant by that message he had sent this morning.
Jeanne seemed to vaguely recall the scene from last night.
She thought that it was a dream she had.
After all, how could she do something like teasing Fourth Master Swan in public?
