"Wasn't it said that Mrs. Luther was some unsophisticated country girl?"
"Putting her looks aside, that aura of hers is something even most women in the capital can't match."
"Now I understand why President Luther paid no attention to Sandra—there's simply no comparison." ... "
I finally get why Sinclair suddenly settled down," Calvin gazed in Camilla's direction, his face openly awestruck.
"With beauty like that, few men could resist.
If it were me..."
Before he could finish, the icy glare from the man beside him cut him short.
Sensing danger, Calvin immediately wiped the smirk off his face.
Fine, not even a joke was allowed..
Taylor's lips curled slightly before he turned his gaze toward Sandra.
Noticing the envy burning in her eyes, his faint smile twisted into quiet mockery.
Meanwhile, at the back of the crowd...
She really was something else. Much better than that foolish Sandra.
