Evelina’s arrogance was deflated by the villagers' comments, though she remained defiant. "Don’t think I’ll just believe you. I’ll be watching you at Idris’s place. If Cassandra gets hurt, you’ll pay for it!"
Her stubbornness had a certain charm, and I smiled warmly. "You're always welcome! I’ll prepare tea and snacks for your visits."
At that moment, Idris returned, having finished his conversation with the elder. He looked puzzled at the crowd crammed into the small restaurant and the annoyed expression on Evelina’s face.
"What’s going on here? Why is this place so crowded?" he asked, surveying the scene.
Everyone's expressions suddenly became quite amusing. The villagers, who had been so fierce and intimidating just moments ago, now started looking around nervously, scratching their
