When Beauty received her acceptance letter from Oxford University, she was in the photography studio taking pictures.
Lucas was indeed a good business talent.
Even though she hadn't seen him in a while, his shadow still hung over her everyday work and life.
Finally enjoying a pleasant holiday, already having planned to go on an overseas vacation with Hannah, she received a call from some freak as soon as she got off the plane, asking her to return to the country to take promotional photos for a product.
She was so angry that she nearly exploded on the spot.
Yet, that person spoke with the same chilling and domineering tone: "Which do you think is more important, work or play?
I'll send a private plane to pick you up immediately, you still have one day to enjoy the streets of the Champs Elysées and the churches in Finland."
Of course, Beauty's arm could not match his leg.
