Upon hearing that Ms. Venus injured her right hand, all color drained from Summer Lowell's already pale face.
Yara glanced her up and down, then let out a laugh of indeterminate meaning, turned, and left the place.
Summer stood there in a daze, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
Conference attendees who were on good terms with Noah noticed Summer's situation and quickly came over to lead her out of the hall.
Summer drew a sharp breath, enduring the pain in her foot, and sat down on the large sofa in the adjoining lounge.
In front of her was a kindly person helping her, a Freland jeweler named Jennifer, who had business dealings with Stellart and was a close friend of Noah.
Jennifer gathered up her long gown, crouched in front of Summer, and cautiously applied an ice pack to her ankle.
