Even if you stripped naked, I wouldn't be interested in you!
No interest!
What could be more humiliating than this sentence?
Miranda Lewis's eyes widened in an instant, her expression full of hurt, and she kept saying, "Impossible, impossible..."
But in her heart, she already believed it.
Because Baron Lawrence's expression didn't look like he was lying to her, and those noble, dark eyes didn't even reflect her image.
Miranda stumbled back a step.
"Impossible..."
Baron Lawrence couldn't be bothered to deal with her. If she wasn't still useful, he wouldn't waste so much time with this woman, nor would he allow her to flaunt a face similar to Enna Clark's in front of him.
Dammit, as if she could get cosmetic surgery to look like Enna Clark?
This time, let it pass, but in the future, he'll notify the cosmetic surgery institution that no one is allowed to alter their appearance to look like Enna Clark!
Because they're not worthy!
