While you were chatting with Tessa, you noticed a woman approaching the two of you. Her expression was stern, her displeasure evident.

Louisa: "Tessa James Elliott, we do not entertain dumpster pets in this household."

Tessa: "Y-yes, Mother…"

Louisa’s gaze shifted to you, her expression twisting further into one of disgust.

Louisa: "Crystal Mighty, how many times must I say this? Keep this one out of my sight. You’re still failing to follow orders."

Tessa: "No, please, I—"

Louisa: "Enough! Swab! Clear out your broken drones clogging the library by tomorrow. Don’t make me repeat myself."