But honestly, this man's skin is really good, though he always exudes a carefree playboy vibe.
Keira Leaf stared at him for a while, suddenly realizing Ronald Loman and Zachary Armstrong had some similarities—they were both brimming with a distinctly masculine aura.
But upon closer examination, there were definite differences.
The aura on Zachary Armstrong leaned more towards a mysterious blend of ruthlessness and sexiness often caught in the gray area between good and evil, whereas Ronald Loman exuded the arrogance and frivolity inherent to second-generation elites.
"Smell this, it really has a fragrance."
"Get lost!" Annie Taylor slapped him across the face.
Keira Leaf couldn't help but laugh softly. It was the first relaxed smile she'd shown in these two days.
Joshua Sulliven's gaze softened slightly as well, but seeing this obnoxious Ronald Loman in the ward annoyed him no end. Without hesitation, he grabbed Ronald's collar from behind and dragged him out.
