Nina Crawford discreetly observed Lynn Ford. Seeing that the girl was about her age, dressed in a haute couture dress, and wearing a Finn Lane autumn limited-edition gold chain bracelet, she looked both elegant and aristocratic. This was an unfamiliar face she had never seen before. Nina had no idea which family's heiress she was. However, anyone who could stay in the luxury cabins on the twelfth floor must have an extraordinary background. Yet, for some inexplicable reason, she simply disliked this girl.
Nina pursed her lips and offered a faint smile. "You must be a student from Lumin-Umbra High School, right? I'm Nina Crawford. May I ask your name?"
