Delphine turned around and looked at the woman in front of her, wearing an ink-splashed landscape dress. Truly, people are as their names suggest. Though she wasn't particularly stunning, she exuded a gentle and comfortable aura, carrying the charm of a mature woman.
"I don't have much knowledge of paintings, just came to pick one because a friend likes them," Delphine smiled, politely and courteously speaking, noticing the momentary stiffness in the other's smile, her own smile deepening, aware that Emily had recognized her.
Emily had a close relationship with Ignatius Leclair and naturally knew of her existence. In the past few years, she had managed to gain some reputation in the Entertainment Sector.
Unfortunately, she didn't know about the other's existence, not knowing if it was Ignatius Leclair being secretive or her being rather dull.
