"Ma'am Marie, could you set this puto (rice flour cakes) on the table," she requested, forcing a wide smile on her lips.
The woman accepted the plate and strutted towards the long table covered by a white linen cloth, placing the dessert on top of the decorated slab at the right side of the convention hall. She resisted letting her face express her disdain over the woman five years younger than her. But she couldn't stop her mind from hearing her husband whisper the woman's name again.
"Marie…"
Marie Francesca Ramirez works as a tourism deputy from their country. Her thin and tall physique, long straight black hair, flawless creamy morena skin, and strong features made her perfect to sell the beauty of their local maidens.
