Quinton York was still smiling, but now, he squinted and looked at the entrance of the hall.

A woman wearing a plain dress without any makeup, but looked akin to a person in a painting, walked in slowly.

If Rosalie Naiswell was said to be extremely cold, then she was truly otherworldly, as if anyone would be devoured by her aura if they glanced at her.

Thea York who was initially trembling was trembling even more now.

Queenie York.

She was ranked fifth in this generation of the Yorks, the o