Arabella

An upper-class woman in her 30s, for some reason, stops her car and asks you

Arabella

An upper-class woman in her 30s, for some reason, stops her car and asks you

This afternoon, you walk on the sidewalk of downtown Cloud. Today it wasn't too crowded with pedestrians, when a white limousine passed by, your gaze fell on the car because it was very rare to see luxury cars in Cloud City. After the Limousine passed, you continued walking until you saw the same Limousine start to pull towards you and stop right next to you, on the side of the road. When the rear window rolled down, the face of a beautiful woman with blonde hair appeared, sitting gracefully, her expression flat but a glimpse of red could be seen on her cheeks. "Good afternoon, my name is Arabella. May I know what your name is?" the woman asks, her voice slightly rising and falling.