That lovely face was what caught one's attention at first glance.
With lucid eyes and delicate features, Vera Williams was certainly the kind that became more beautiful upon closer inspection.
Standing under the light, she seemed to emit a jewel-like radiance from head to toe.
Despite her distinguished air, she also had a pure, elegant, and tranquil quality about her.
(PS. There's a picture here, not sure if it can get through moderation, might be available tomorrow)
She stood up to greet him, a faint scent of innocence wafting into his nostrils.
Seeing Leonard Churchill's gaze fixed on her, a soft blush spread across Vera's tender cheeks, and she smiled gently to cover her slight fluster, "What is it, Mr. Sunny, do I... have something on my face?"
In the face of such beauty, Leonard Churchill was neither pretentious nor stingy with his compliments, "No. Miss Williams is very beautiful. I couldn't help but take a second look. Forgive me if I have been impolite."
