Cherish Turner looked up at the computer screen and saw Oscar Winston in all his dashing glory, with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes that sparkled with intelligence. Amidst the laughter, there was a wise composure that could turn the tide. He was, without a doubt, a king. Oscar was surrounded by countless reporters, calmly walking towards the waiting van and departing with confidence.
The female host was discussing his brilliant achievements, and all of it was indeed astonishing.
"How can a lawyer be this handsome!" Vivi muttered beside her, her eyes shining.
Cherish smiled slightly, without saying much.
When she woke up that day, she had learned from the waiter that Oscar had already left with his companion. Only now, upon watching the news, did she realize how famous Oscar was.
As one of William Griffith's friends, he felt so distant.
"Buzz buzz—" The phone vibrated on the table.
Cherish picked up her phone and saw the familiar name—William Griffith.
