“Well isn’t this a lively party!” shouted a particularly unwelcoming voice which came from the main entrance.

As everyone turned to look, a group of people—led by a rich, young heir—could be seen entering the house.

“You can’t enter since you weren’t invited!” shouted a servant who had been trying to block them from proceeding the moment they entered the building.

“Out of our way!” growled one of the men being led by the heir as he shoved the servant aside.

Seeing that, everyone fell silent.

“…Shane Long?” said Lady Yaleman as she stood up with a frown on her face.

One by one, the other Yalemans stood up as well, and all of them bore equally cold expressions on their face as they glared at Shane.

Shane was the eldest young master of the Long family, and though he was young, he was known for being quite shrewd. The Yalemans were well aware that behind that kind face lay a vicious personality.

Within the Long family, Shane himself was second only to Master Long. His hig