Wendy Hanson nodded vaguely, but in reality, her eyes continuously looked towards the entrance.
The two people at the door were held outside for a long time, only being let in after the staff had finished checking their invitations.
They wore lavish clothes, yet seemed out of place among the guests in the room.
It wasn't the clothing that was different, but the demeanor.
Compared to the natural ease of others, the two newcomers appeared timid and apprehensive, like country women suddenly thrust into a big city, radiating a sense of bewilderment, as if they didn't know where to place their hands and feet.
Wendy Hanson saw the two had finally arrived and had a flicker in her eyes.
The young girl who had been pestering her noticed her gaze and followed it, frowning in disdain. "Who are those two? They look like they snuck in."
"I don't know either." Wendy Hanson said, but her eyes never left the two people, clearly indicating recognition.
