Linda followed the Filipino maid into the front hall. Just beyond the door, the sound of passionate rock music filled the room, a stark contrast to the purely European opulence of the luxurious hall, yet its blend with the setting was oddly harmonious.
At the center of the hall, a woman clad in metallic leather jacket and skirt was wildly swaying her body to the music, a sight that made one's blood boil with excitement.
Linda stood at the entrance for quite a while. Only when the woman finally paused, panting, and turned around to see Linda frozen in the doorway, did she casually toss her hair, walking over with a sultry air, "What, never seen a woman dance before?"
"It's you!" Linda stared at the woman in front of her, of pure British descent, with striking features and a pair of amber eyes that seemed to speak. She was Daisy, the Second Princess of the Duke Mansion.
