Frank Parker slowly raised his head.
As he looked up, Annie Lawrence instantly adjusted the smile on her face, imitating Joanna Lawrence. When Frank's gaze finally fell on her, she slightly raised the corners of her lips, sweetly smiling at him.
Annie came with a purpose today.
So every move she made was an imitation of Joanna.
Her speech, her smile, and her makeup.
Even the hairstyle was the same as Joanna's.
Since Frank was interested in that little bitch.
She would make every aspect of herself resemble that little bitch as much as possible.
She couldn't believe that in this way, she still couldn't attract him.
When Frank's cold, narrow eyes recognized the woman squatting in front of him, his brown pupils instantly enlarged, and his handsome face showed an unmistakable surprise.
This reaction was all within Annie's expectation.
Frank's absent-minded look at the moment made her feel a little smug.
It also made her more confident.
She seemed to see victory beckoning her.
