Finals [2]

Evelyn was taken aback by the grandeur of the meeting place. A restaurant called' "Le Palace Hors d'oeuvre" exuded luxury, far beyond what she'd expected.

Just how wealthy was this 'Leonna' woman?

"So that's why I was asked to wear something fancy…."

She muttered, glancing around at the elegantly dressed patrons. Her midnight-colored dress, styled with Vanessa's help, matched the atmosphere, but it still felt overwhelming.

She had heard of the restaurant's name, "Le Palace Hors d'oeuvre," before, but this was the first time she had ever been anywhere near it.

"Good evening, do you have a reservation?"

"Ah?"

Evelyn was snapped out of a daze as the receptionist's voice reached her ears.

"Y-Yes, I believe so…."

Feeling a bit nervous, Evelyn couldn't help but stammer. 

"There should be one under the name…. Leonna?"

"Leonna. Hmm…. Let me check."