Madam glanced around, feigning discomfort.
More and more eyes were gathering in their direction.
Among the people here tonight, not many actually knew who this young, alluring short-haired woman was.
Which was understandable. Even if they knew the name, she was hardly the sort of person one could easily match to it.
Especially since the host herself had gone out of her way to conceal her identity.
The unreal beauty of Jio’s companion had also functioned as something of a smokescreen.
But it had started only a few minutes ago.
No one knew what had happened, but rumors had begun spreading, primarily among the younger guests, that ‘Gyeon Jioh’ had graced the party with her presence.
Fortunately, since they were tucked away in such an out-of-the-way corner, it seemed no one had discovered her yet.
‘There are always little brats with sticky fingers like this.’
Lambert swept a frosty gaze over Gwenaël and Gabriella, then linked arms with Jioh as though they were close.
“If nothing here interests you anymore, how about it? Shall we move somewhere else? It’s about time you opened my present.”