Before Emily could pout, Jeremy cleared his throat. "Fortunately, Mrs. Martin is full of preparation." He casually placed a suitcase on the elevator floor.

"Is Yemon inside?" Emily's eyes turned round like a doll's.

Jeremy smiled slightly. "Yes, your dress and crown too. Your grandmother is afraid that tomorrow you will suddenly have to attend the party. So, she prepared for it."

In an instant, all the wrinkles on Emily's face disappeared. Hugging the suitcase that was the size of herself, she ...