Jennifer's face reddened as she spoke, handing Colin two invitation cards, one entirely golden and quite luxurious, while the other was much simpler, adorned with a hand-drawn, charming barley pattern.
Rita, a maid standing by, glimpsed this scene and felt somewhat sentimental.
Perhaps only in front of Colin did Jennifer behave like a girl about to turn fourteen.
On any normal day, no one would see her as a girl not yet fourteen, even though her features were tender and beautiful.
"I see, I'll be there," Colin accepted the invitations.
Next, Colin and Jennifer continued to chat for a while.
Ten minutes later, Jennifer stood up to leave, and Colin walked her to the door.
"I'll be there on time on the 17th."
"Good, thank you, Lord Colin, until next time!"
Watching Jennifer's figure gradually disappearing at the street corner, Colin did not return inside but stood quietly.
Another ten minutes passed, and Shelley arrived at the door, puzzled to see him waiting there:
