Staaare-
Several gazes, each carrying a different meaning, landed on Hazel as she entered, instantly making the previously relaxed atmosphere in the office tense.
From her faintly flushed cheeks, wavering gaze, and unconsciously intertwined fingers, Lorne read awkwardness, embarrassment, and unease.
How did she find out about the gala?
Right, people from the Church and high society will be attending. Councilman Macht has close ties to the Church of Evernight, so it's hardly surprising he knows. Lorne immediately pieced together the situation.
"You, you-oh, you have other people here." Hazel glanced at Xio and Fors, sounding somewhat awkward.
Xio and Fors were also openly sizing up this unexpected visitor. Her dark green hair was meticulously groomed, and her clothes were exquisite and well-fitted. She was clearly a well-bred young lady from high society.
Did she just mention the gala? Does she want to attend with Scott?
An inexplicable sense of threat surged through both of them.
One is short, with messy hair and a very childish face. The other is fairly pretty, but she can't match my bearing, and she's older than me. Hazel was also quickly assessing the two "rivals" before her. After silently comparing them, she concluded that she had the advantage.
Wait! What on earth am I thinking? She hurriedly shook off those ridiculous thoughts.
"They're my friends," Lorne introduced them with a slight nod.
"Allow me to introduce Xio Derecha."
"And this is Fors Wall."
Lorne also introduced Hazel to the other two. "This is Miss Hazel Macht, an investor in the factory."
The young women exchanged polite greetings with slight curtsies.
But Xio and Fors never took their eyes off Hazel-
"Miss Macht, are you here to discuss your investment?" Lorne selectively ignored her mention of the gala.
He had a feeling that continuing along