Melody Thorne remained in place, showing no intention of joining, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall, "That seat isn't suitable for me, I won't go over there and join the fun, you all carry on without worrying about me."
Many in the hall looked on with glee at the scene, while the face of Old Mr. Seymour became extremely unpleasant. In front of so many people, this girl didn't give him any face at all.
As though she didn't notice everyone's gaze, Melody Thorne found a secluded spot, located by the window, and it seemed quite peaceful,
walking over without a word, Melody turned her back on everyone.
"Absolutely no manners," someone grumbled unhappily.
"And she's not even the heir yet, if it's confirmed, who knows how arrogant she might become."
"Someone really needs to discipline her properly. Acting like this in public is quite disgraceful."
The voices in the hall grew more and more intense, but Melody Thorne acted as if she didn't see it.
