Harold was speechless.
"Mr. Spencer changed my face?" He asked with uncertainty.
Stephanie laughed.
Harold walked in front of the mirror and looked at his face. It was indeed as Stephanie had said. His skin was very white, like the face of a newborn baby. There was a faint red color, and the blood vessels on his skin were visible. At the moment, his skin was covered with a layer of clear water droplets.
He gently wiped off the sweat.
The feeling of his fingertips reminded him of the big fire caused by the car accident that burned his skin.
Stephanie also came over to look at the mirror with him. "How is it? Is it very handsome?"
Harold shook his head.
Stephanie pointed at the mirror and smiled. "You're smiling."
Harold saw the man in the mirror smiling.
Stephanie pinched his face.
Harold stiffened.
"Your skin is better than mine. Try my skin."
As she spoke, she grabbed Harold's hand and placed it on her face, "Isn't that right? My skin is a little rougher than yours."
