Annette strode into the hall with her family, keeping her expression blank. Already anticipating the event to be boring as f**k, she personally did not want to be present. If she had her way she wouldn’t be here, but she had to show up. If she had not come, it would look like she wasn’t thrilled to have Rita back.
Gritting her teeth silently, Annette let her eyes sweep over the crowd of people gathered for the event. About ninety-nine percent of them were inconsequential plebeians, individuals that ordinarily had zero chance of being in her presence. Just bring around them was enough to make her skin crawl with distaste.
Annette masked her disgust, keeping her face blank still. As they walked further into the hall, she mentally scanned for women who were around Rita’s age range. It was
