C57 Banquet

“Who are you?” A young but haughty voice asked.

Anika turned in that direction and saw a girl wearing a pink ruffled cocktail dress. She had milky skin, jet-black hair, and her cute face was a contrast to her snobbish expression.

“I know everyone assigned to this table. This is my first time seeing you,” She squinted her eyes as she studied Anika.

Anika blinked and answered hurriedly