The luncheon was held in the east side hall on the first floor. Over a dozen round tables accommodated more than a hundred people. Each table was covered with a white cloth, with exquisite floral arrangements in the center. From one side, you couldn't even see who was sitting on the other side.
Jenny was led to the middle table, to the empty seat beside Zweit. Mr. Dawling's seat was right next to them, and on the other side were Remiel and his family.
She sat down nervously, still wondering if it was appropriate for her to be there. But no one paid her any attention except Zweit, who turned to ask how she had enjoyed herself.
"Grace and I won a pair of young water spaniels. They're very cute..." Jenny couldn't help muttering under her breath.
Zweit narrowed his eyes at her smug expression, then seemed to ponder. "You're not thinking of keeping dogs at home, are you?"
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