Westmore, the upper echelon conference room.
Even after the meeting had concluded, Monica continued to bite her nails, one of her few uncultivated habits.
Oscar tapped his fountain pen on the table, waiting patiently for his twin sister Monica's worries to subside.
"Looks like there's no sign of Marquis Ludfisher returning. Duke Lancaster doesn’t seem to know yet, does he?"
"He may not know now, but it’s only a matter of time."
Oscar calmly responded, continuing to scribble the name ‘Cherry Sinclair’ repeatedly in his notebook. Monica frowned upon discovering this.
"What, are you interested in Cherry Sinclair?"
