Everyone turned their heads at the noise—Ethan Collins had accidentally bumped into a well-dressed lady.
Amelia Johnson took one look and thought the woman looked oddly familiar.
"Seriously? Can't you watch where you're going?" Sabrina Johnson rushed up, sounding all panicked. "Are you okay, Ethan?"
Amelia stepped forward, reached out to help the lady up, and only then realized—wait a minute, wasn’t this Mrs. Stanley?
How on earth did they run into her here?
Mrs. Stanley nodded politely. "Thank you."
"This place is supposed to be the Kings Club. Is it normal now to let random people just walk in?" Sabrina muttered with clear annoyance.
Amelia shot her a subtle look telling her to shut it, but Sabrina, being Sabrina, just kept digging her own grave and started picking
