Bella Green was immediately downcast; she had just thought she had some fame.
"You're the lady." Bella shot him a look, her tone not good either.
Margaret White's face showed some embarrassment upon hearing this.
"I, I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."
Margaret stared at the half-hidden face, his mind replaying that brief glimpse of the girl's stunning visage.
A pair of almond-shaped eyes, seemingly capable of speaking, were watery and bright.
And most importantly, she looked familiar...
But he was sure; this porcelain-doll-like girl was someone he was seeing for the first time.
He always had a special patience for beautiful things.
Especially this girl in front of him, who was so extraordinarily beautiful...
Bella narrowed her eyes; his attitude was vastly different from this afternoon...
Behind her sunglasses, her eyes suddenly shifted, revealing a mischievous glint.
