Someone was already standing at the door.

Hannah’s face instantly darkened.

“Get out. You’re not welcome here,” she snapped without a hint of courtesy.

Xyla’s expression turned sour, but she made no move to leave. Instead, her gaze locked unwaveringly onto Yulia.

Yulia’s eyes remained calm as she responded casually, “Let her in.”

Hannah was even more displeased.

“Yulia, what’s the point? What ...