After rummaging through her bag pack, she found the coupon. She imagined Joreen's happy face when she presented her with her favourite meal. She walked a bit to the nearest bus stop since in was difficult finding a bus there.

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She stood outside the restaurant with a smile spread across her face. She had heard how expensive the meal here was. Never in her life would she have considered coming here for anything but today, she was finally going to enter this place. She guessed Heya must have ordered regularly for her to earn the free coupon.

"You can't go in" One of the men guarding the door gave her a look over and denied her entry.

"Why can't I?" Sara was stunned by his attitude. 'Weren't they supposed to be nice?'

"We have VIPs and VVIPs in there. You can't go in looking like that" He looked at her again. She was wearing a black face cap, with its visor turned to the back. A white long sleeved polo shirt with a 'BONJOUR' written in the front, a ripped jean trousers and black sneakers.

Sara looked at her outfit. She knew she wasn't looking 'presentable' to them but she couldn't go back now to change. Did she even have a proper outfit to change into?

"Ah! Sorry, but I have to go in. I have to use this today" She flashed the coupon at him.

He scoffed. The other man beside him chipped in. "She's even here for free food. How are we not sure she stole the coupon?"

Sara smiled. She had to smile to mask her annoyance at these men. It was fine if they looked down on her. Why call her a thief? She wasn't fond of making trouble. Never fond of doing so. All she needed was to get in there, get the meal and leave there. What's with these two people? "Whether I stole it or not, it has nothing to do with you. I need to use it. So please move"

She moved forward to go in then she heard a voice behind her. "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear to leave?"

Sara turned to see the person who had spoken. It was a young girl. Probably around nineteen or twenty years of age. She wore a knee length off shoulder yellow gown and a nude heel. She had long black hair that was let loose. Everything about her looked elegant to Sara –except her tone. She was clinging unto an older woman who looked to be in her early 40s. She was wearing a silver stiletto and a red flowing gown. Her hair was neatly arranged in a bun. Her make up and jewellery were fitting. Sara felt the woman looked familiar and just kept staring at her to remember where she knew her from.

"What are you looking at? Why aren't you moving?" The young lady asked Sara again.

The two men earlier had just finished greeting them. Sara didn't know when they moved from where they had been standing because she had been busy staring at the woman who was intently looking at her as well.

Sara gave her a slight bow in greeting.

The man who had refused her entry earlier spoke.

"Miss Yang. Madam Song. Don't bother with her. We'll have the security take care of her. Please go in" He said to them then bowed again.

Miss Yang? Madam Song? Sara looked at the young lady again and realisation dawned on her. This must be Yang Aishu. Song Changyu's niece. While the older woman was her mother and Song Changyu's younger sister. She had seen her picture when checking about Song Changyu on the net.

Sara saw an opportunity to go in now that they were no longer blocking the entry.

"Where are you going to!?" Aishu screamed after her. "Mother can you see that? Look how this girl is ignoring me"

The two men quickly stopped her from entering and placed a call to the security.

'What is wrong with everyone today?' Sara scratched her head and asked herself.

"Young Lady..." Madam Song spoke for the first time.

Sara looked at her. Her voice was cool and collected.

"What is the matter?" She asked Sara.

"I'm here to use my coupon but they refused me entry" Sara answered.

Madam Song looked Sara up and down.

"What are you doing?" She asked the men.

"They are... VIPs and VVIPs inside..."

"So?" She interrupted

"Mother, what are you doing?" Aishu asked.

"She's also a customer. Let her in"

"Mother!...."

"Don't ruin the atmosphere. We are here to meet your aunt. You don't want her to arrive and meet us here. We should get going now" Madam Song answered with a smile and strolled in. Aishu glared at Sara and followed her mother.

'They were here to meet Song Changyu?' Sara wondered. So it meant that she was likely going to see Song Changyu here then.