She turned to face Wills Waltson, who was standing alongside her.

He returned her gaze after sensing it. "I'm not sure why they're here either."

She could see by his expression that he didn't know.

After all, his animosity for the Endersons was equal to hers.

"Do you think we'll stay here?"

"It was the old man who invited me." The old man has always been friendly to me since I was a child. I have to demonstrate my appreciation." He walked inside, his arm around her waist.

Belle Enderson approached, giggling. She was dressed in a short white dress.

Because her chest was pulled down too low, the two...