Stephanie's POV
The restaurant was filled with people. It was a small Chinese place; mostly daily workers came for lunch. The interior was barely there. I glanced at the woman in front of me. Unlike the people who filled the place, she looked out of place.
In her expensive white shirt and huge sunglasses that covered most of her face, with brand logos plastered on everything. I stared at the seafood boil she ordered, the red, saucy curry over succulent crabs and lobster. Anna folded her sleeves up, picking up a shrimp with her bare hand and chomping down. Unlike the look of a daughter of a rich man and wife of one of the top doctors in this country, she even sucked her thumb for leftover juices.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Anna finally spoke, seeing me still staring at her.
"Shouldn't you carry yourself with elegance? You are a wealthy heiress and the wife of a doctor." I sighed, grabbing a shrimp.
