Her lips are still as pink and vibrant, her face remains fair. If not for those distracting glasses, her appearance shouldn't have changed much.
But this attire, it's simply unbearable to look at.
After a moment's pause, Mark Reed asked, "Are you alone?"
"No." Valentine Teller replied with a smile, "There are three of us."
"Oh." Mark Reed gazed deeply at Valentine Teller, lost in thought.
"Mr. Reed, I'll be leaving now. Goodbye."
Valentine Teller waved her hand and fled hurriedly.
Her mind was set on leaving quickly, avoiding him, for just seeing him made her heart lose control and start beating wildly.
In his eyes, Valentine Teller saw surprise—how could he not be surprised?
If not examined closely, they seemed like two different people with no similarities.
Even she would be surprised upon seeing herself now, but after the surprise, she gradually adapted.
