Millie coughed to clear her throat.

“You have a customer. Go take care of them.”

After quickly shooing Grace away, Millie took a deep, calming breath.

Although Grace was young, she was anything but shy or reserved.

After some time, Grace returned, apologizing, “Sorry, I’m swamped right now.

Let’s go shopping once I’m off work.”

As night deepened, the bar’s business picked up. One of the largest establishments in Preagend, it catered mainly to a middle-class clientele.

Grace,

that moment, Nancy entered the bar. Her eyes

by the company had left her in dire straits, all because of Millie’s actions.

face: Rhea, who was nursing a drink alone in a dim

by the disabled Darin, a situation that suited her just fine. It meant that Rhea would

Nancy approached Rhea and greeted, “Miss Evans, what

up, recognizing

little regard for someone as ordinary as Nancy, who only had a modest talent in design. Rhea believed that with hard work,

A ‘s L I B R A

raised her glass toward Millie and suggested,

and propose a toast

What?

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