CHAPTER 17: rooms for traps

　　Raphael’s POV

　　?She shook her head. “Nothing. I know that the three of you had come up with something against her. I don’t have to worry then,” she says and sits straight.

　　“Finally,” she says and realizes that Mara’s speech had ended.

　　“Please, enjoy the party!” she says. Everyone starts to wait for their food and Mara sits at her special table. The performers she hired started to move on the stage.

　　“A concert or what?” she asks.

　　“An orchestra,” Raffa corrects her.

　　“Oh, yes. I even googled that,” she says. That made Rahim chuckle.

　　“You are indeed funny, Gwen,” he says. She is staring at her phone while everyone starts to eat.

　　“What is it?” I ask.

　　“Don’t tell me it's poisoned?” Geneva murmurs.

　　“No. I just remember that I’m too busy writing that I only ate noodles, yogurt, or cupcake then lots of coffee. I feel like blessed staring at this delicious steak,” she whispered. Mariz laugh.

　　“You should treat her better,” she says?and winks?at me.

　　“Huh?” I murmured.

　　“Y