For instance, everyone looked at the door. The fifty-year-old woman was beautiful as always. She wore a lady suit. By the way she looked, she didn’t seem to be here for a private party. Edie suddenly recalled she had never seen deputy director wear anything other than a suit.
Madame Yates had always looked as if she could handle any situation. This impression became an unbreakable camouflage.
Madam Yates glanced at the crowd. It was rare to see the silent villa becoming so lively, so she deliberately relaxed her facial muscle a little. She did not know whether it was because she hadn’t smiled for a long time or any other reason, her relaxed smile was somewhat unnatural.
She was accustomed to being an aggressive executor and now, suddenly turning into a benevolent elder made
