Walking into the luxuriously decorated reception room for the first time, Eve immediately saw a balcony extending into the air. The ground was covered with transparent glass, giving a thrilling feeling like stream-of-consciousness bungee jumping.
Her curiosity always got the better of her, so despite Forrester's attempts to stop her, she boldly stepped onto the balcony and experienced the thrill of standing in mid-air.
"Mrs. Andrew, the guest is waiting..." Forrester called out helplessly.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Eve stuck out her tongue, clasped her hands together in embarrassment, and quickly ran back to Forrester, regaining her composure.
"Forrester, will you stay with us when we meet the guest later?" Worried that she wouldn't be able to ask Goodall personal questions, Eve tried to sound
