Meanwhile, Enna Clark had no idea that an enormous crisis was about to befall her.
She was still straightening her back at the luncheon, smiling, smiling, and smiling some more.
After three hours of non-stop smiling, the exhausting social engagement finally ended. Not only were Enna's feet numb from wearing high heels, but her legs also ached terribly. Throughout the process, other than serving as an excellent vase background, she gained a round of women's piercing gazes.
Luckily, she had grown used to these gazes and had practiced the art of turning a blind eye.
No matter how much they stared or whispered behind her back, she didn't see or hear them. Keep smiling, smiling, and smiling!
In the car.
Enna's tense back suddenly relaxed, and the perfect smile on her face vanished accordingly.