Keira Leaf turned around expectantly and looked at Joshua Sulliven: "How is it?"
"Hmm." Joshua Sulliven let out a soft sound, but his gaze stayed on her for a long time.
It had to be admitted that this woman was like a fairy who had fallen to earth, born to bewitch men.
Seeing his indifferent response, Keira Leaf walked up dissatisfied, grabbed his big hand, and yanked him off the sofa. Joshua didn't resist but put down the newspaper he was holding and let her drag him to the huge dressing mirror.
The huge and luxurious dressing mirror was over two meters high. It was spotless and surrounded by enamel craft embellished with shells. Inside each shell was a yellow wick that brightly illuminated the mirror, perfectly capturing a person's most beautiful stance.
Looking at herself and the man beside her in the mirror, Keira Leaf felt somewhat lost. Was that woman really her?
Was it really her?
