Rude.

In three hours, Ivy parks her car in front of the renowned restaurant and exits the car, walking inside the restaurant.

It's a fancy restaurant so apart from the outdoors sitting area and indoors area, there is still the reservations made for private rooms.

She approaches the desk. "Hi, I'm here to meet a certain Miss Tiara."

"Miss Ivy Hall?"

Ivy nods.

"Please come with me."

The attendant takes her up the stairs into the dimly lot hallway, with rows of doors lining the walls down the halls on both sides.

The attendant knocks the door and opens for Ivy to enter.

"Thank you."

"What would you both like to have?"

"A cup of sparkling water is fine for me..." Tiara starts while Ivy just shakes her head, signifying she wants nothing.

The door closes with an almost inaudible click behind them.

Ivy takes her seat without waiting for Tiara to ask her to. "Why am I here?"

Tiara scoffs. "You don't even deem it fit to say hi? Hello?"

"You didn't invite me here to hear my hello right? Why am I he