Noah was slightly upset. Because he was held back by people, he arrived later than the time they had scheduled for pick up.
"Milady is waiting inside."
At Alfred's report, Noah immediately went into the receiving room. He saw her sitting there and as he watched her rise from the couch, he forgot to speak. He paused for a moment and fixed his eyes on her. Very slowly, His eyes swept over her, from top to bottom, unhurriedly examining her.
Beautiful. No. It couldn't be expressed with a single word. His critical gaze lightly brushed past Antoine. The woman didn't have to do her best to this extent.
'Damn it. This means I have to show this to other people."
