Effie Wilson showed keen interest, resting her chin on her hands, "And then?"
Undeniably, Effie Wilson was truly beautiful, with a kind of noble beauty, a kind that Jasmine Hughes's good looks couldn't compare to.
Effie Wilson rested her chin, appearing somewhat lazy, playful, and innocent, her seemingly genuine yet fake expression was utterly captivating. Looking at her like that, James Harris felt a stir in his heart, and the thoughts he was having escaped his lips without thinking, "As long as you're willing, I'm willing to be your Daniel Yorke..."
"Haha..." Effie Wilson laughed, clapping her hands, still exuding a sense of beauty, without seeming crude, "You like me?"
The laughter sounded a bit unnerving, people from the next table turned to look over, James Harris furrowed his brow and nodded.
