''Forgive me, princess.'' The madam apologized, not putting on any argument. She would be stupid to go against the divorced duchess who silenced all, the moment she stepped into this picnic.
''Countess Olivier…'' Isla then called out.
'What is it now?' The countess thought, but replied with a small smile. ''Yes, princess?''
''I don't see my seat.''
When Isla said those words, the madams and ladies looked around, then suddenly realized that there was no seat for the divorced duchess. Immediately, their gazes on the countess became suspicious.
How was there no seat for the divorced duchess?
Not all the women and ladies the countess had invited made it to the picnic, but that did not mean that their seat would be absent from the table.
