Now, she truly understood what freedom was.
She looked into the mirror and tied her chestnut-brown hair into a bun, donned herself in casual attire, and she served a different look from the image she maintained in front of the media.
This was, in fact, the real Beauty.
Samuel's white Bentley was parked not far from the villa.
Although the morning sun was not burning hot, she chose to wear sunglasses.
She looked full of energy.
Not far away, she saw Samuel standing in front of the car in his white sportswear, wearing a light smile on his face.
"Sorry, I kept you waiting."
Beauty took off her sunglasses, revealed a light dimple smile to him.
The sunlight shone in her eyes, like a blooming flower.
This was her first time getting a ride from Samuel.
He would always be picked up by his family's driver in the past, and like her, he did not even get the chance to greet her.
Sometimes, she'd sympathize with Samuel.
