Johnson Family.
Dining Room.
Luxurious and bright.
A man and a woman are sitting.
The man is serving the woman food, placing it into the dish in front of her, and says softly, "With that noisy woman gone, my home is much quieter. Don't you think?"
"...Yes." Isabella Lindsey nods lightly.
"Have we met before?" The man squints slightly, gazing closely at her.
"N-no, I don't think so." Isabella Lindsey lowers her head.
Gebo is resisting incessantly in the space, "Young Master~~ why are you like this~"
But Isabella Lindsey has already denied it, and the man believes it too, nodding slightly, saying, "Although this is the first time we've met, I always feel like I've encountered you somewhere. Can you sense my attitude, hmm?"
"...What attitude?" Isabella Lindsey plays dumb.
"What do you think?"
"It's already dark now..." Isabella Lindsey cunningly lowers her head.
Is he really serious about this?
