"Master, I still have something to say to you."
Esvele said in a calm voice, seemingly unafraid of Davis's towering figure even as he gazed down at her.
She possessed an alluring, dignified beauty, her long, silky black hair cascading over her shoulders in loose waves, with two slender braids framing her face and falling gracefully over her chest. Her fair, porcelain-like complexion complemented her delicate features, while her half-lidded, reddish pupils carried a quiet, inscrutable charm beneath long lashes.
Her lips were painted a soft crimson, lending her otherwise composed expression a subtle hint of seduction. She wore a distinctive maid dress that fused the elegance of traditional qipao with the refined sophistication of a Western maid uniform, a tailor-made work of Mingzhi's.
