At that moment, Lady Willow's face turned red with fury. She threw her hand forward, pointing at Evelyn as her voice echoed through the VIP sector. "What is she doing standing right there?" she barked, her words filled with venom. "Why are you wasting time? Take this little brat away from my sight immediately!" Her tone was commanding, almost as if she thought she was the one giving orders in the mall.
But the security personnel didn't move. Again his hand tightened around his walkie-talkie, yet his feet remained planted. His eyes, wide and stunned, were locked on the card Evelyn was holding. His training told him to act, but his instincts screamed that something about this situation was not ordinary. It wasn't just a card, it was a golden card, one that even his superiors rarely came across. His chest tightened as the realization sank deeper. If this child truly holds a golden card, she outranks everyone here. Even Lady Willow and her companions.
