Lucy Quinton immediately extended her hand to cover Mira Sands’ mouth.

“Shut up. She’s from Michigan’s Stoermer family. How could she know that broke dude?” Lucy said softly in a nervous and terrified tone.

Mira and Wendy Jonas immediately widened their eyes in surprise. They didn’t dare to make another sound.

Soon, the woman opened the cafe’s door and walked in.

Alex Rockefeller sat there without making a move.

However, there was a look of disappointment in his eyes.

Indeed, the person who showed up was someone from Michigan’s Stoermer family, but she wasn’t Daya Stoermer, the woman whom Alex was waiting for. Instead, she was Xyla Stoermer.

Xyla already saw Alex when she was outside the door.

Right then, she directly walked over and greeted Alex respectfully. “Mr. Rockefeller!”

The three women’s jaws nearly dropped as they stared on, tongue-tied.

Lucy, especially, was beginning to suspect that she might be blind.

She checked repeatedly to make sure that woman was from Michi