With these thoughts, William Shaw suddenly took a mental turn.
He realized that he hadn't been in contact with women for a long time.
For some reason, he suddenly felt an inexplicable restlessness in his heart.
His fingers lightly tapped the leather seat, and his mind suddenly drifted to another woman...
The pearl within the deep palace.
Almost no one had seen what the Princess from within the deep palace looked like.
But everyone said she resembled the Queen, and although the Queen's husband seldom appeared in public with her, William Shaw had also seen the photographs.
If the Princess looked like either one of her parents, then she must be a beauty.
Yet... she couldn't possibly be as beautiful as Amelia Shallow.
No one could be as beautiful as Amelia...
Nobody.
Comparing a woman to a man was shocking even to William Shaw himself.
But when it came to looks, he couldn't help but compare Amelia unconsciously.
He took out his phone and swiped twice.
