The surroundings fell silent for a few seconds before the partially closed door was opened from the inside.
Lilian Parker looked on in confusion as two women walked out of the men's restroom, her cheeks instantly flushing a bright red, unable to hide her embarrassment and awkwardness.
Daniel Cooper's gaze rested steadily on Amelia's face. She wore a delicate, light makeup today, and her already fair skin glowed even more under the light, like jade. In particular, her rosy, luscious lips were extremely enticing, reminiscent of ripe cherries brimming with temptation.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he moved his eyes up to meet hers, and he began in a slow, faint voice, "Eavesdropping behind the wall, Ms. Foster's manners seem to need improvement."
