Trenton Smith gave her a cold glance.
A gentle breeze drifted in from the window, carrying an unknown fragrance of flowers.
Norris Moore gazed out the window with her head tilted, her profile beautifully contoured, her eyes and brows smiling, and her plump lips curled up habitually. The expression was both tempting and mocking.
In the past, Norris was very dignified.
But now, she was full of charm.
Within half a year, she transformed from a lady into a seductive enchantress.
The transition between the two was very natural, as if she was born to be captivating without any discordance in her appearance.
Trenton's eyes darkened slightly, and he rolled up the car window.
Norris, deprived of the view, turned to look at him and seemed somewhat displeased.
He pretended not to notice.
He didn't like her gazing out the window alone.
*
Trenton drove her back to the villa on the hillside.
The lights in the villa's hall were still on, as if waiting for family members to return.
