Chapter 147 The Grand Regent's Signature

When no one on Hillary's side answered, a few people clustered behind Natalie piped up, "This is lunch from The Silver Garden! What? Too good for it?" Faces around Nancy darkened. This was just too much! "Who wants your leftovers?" Hillary snapped. "Take them and get lost!" Wendy snorted. "Come on! The Silver Garden's leftovers could sell out if we put them up for grabs. We were generous enough to bring it over since your food didn't come. And this is the thanks we get?" They had come to gloat and were still trying to act noble. Hillary looked ready to blow a gasket. Nancy's expression didn't flicker. She stepped up to the foil trays, lifted a lid, and glanced inside. Across from her, Natalie smiled like a cat that got the cream. "Knew you'd come around." "I don't look down on leftovers," Nancy said, meeting Natalie's eyes, her voice calm as glass. "Sometimes, when I see someone hungry, I leave certain dishes untouched so they can eat." Natalie's smile faded. Old memories claw