'That woman.'

Deirdre came to realize that it was Emily and felt surprised soon afterward.

"She's here again?"

"Yes. She was obviously furious yesterday. Anyone with a sense of dignity would understand and wouldn't come anymore. She is actually acting like nothing happened. Not only did she come early in the morning, but she even sat on the sofa to read the newspaper."

Deirdre's movements of putting on her clothes halted to a stop. She found that strange.

She knew that Emily was inherently arrogant. Even if she were not to give up easily after losing, she would give herself some time to cool down, to the very least. Deirdre did not expect that Emily would come the next day as if nothing had happened.

"Did Emily say anything when she came?"

Mrs. Engel shook her head. "No. She greeted me with a smile and asked me if you're awake. Then, she went to sit on the sofa."

Deirdre got changed and ate the oatmeal spoon by spoon.

Mrs. Engel was troubled. "Do you think she insists on co