Abigail's face was full of confusion.
Why did she detect a hint of jealousy in this man's words? Was he jealous?
That shouldn't be right.
But under Brandon Piers' gaze, which seemed to say, "If you dare answer wrong, I will skin you alive," she honestly answered, "You look handsome."
At least she had lived two lives and had never seen a man more handsome than Brandon Piers.
Benjamin Jones was also good-looking but was too stern.
Brandon Piers was different; he was truly beautiful, of the kind that could ruin nations.
Sometimes Abigail couldn't figure out, given her original self's character, how she even managed to sleep with such a monster.
Abigail's answer made Brandon Piers slightly satisfied, but he was still displeased, "Then why do you keep looking at him? Don't forget you are now my fiancée."
"Cough, cough, cough..." Without waiting for Abigail to react, Elder Piers started coughing first.
