Chapter 89

• As the banquet was about to commence, Madam Reed gave a graceful smile and addressed the crowd. “Alright, everyone, let’s proceed to the front hall. The banquet is starting soon.” She gestured warmly before turning to Sophia. “Sophia, if Liza wishes to admire Time Flows a bit longer, stay here with her. I’ll escort the rest to the hall.”
• Being the host and declaring ownership of the dress, Madam Reed’s words were final. Though some guests were still curious, they felt obligated to follow her lead. With polite smiles, they turned and began moving toward the front hall, leaving only Liza and Sophia behind.
• As the crowd drifted away, Sophia’s pleasant facade dropped. Out of sight from others, she cast a smug glance at Liza, who was intently examining the gown. This fool, Sophia thought. She’s so absorbed in that replica. Does she even realize the trap she’s about to walk into?