As Vincent entered the opulent living room of the villa, his eyes finally settled on Sophie Iris, the young lady whom Victoria had mentioned. Sophie sat gracefully in a red armchair, her figure accentuated by a skin-tight dress that matched the soft hue of her pink hair. The dress clung to her curves, highlighting her ample figure as she absentmindedly swiped through a holographic screen.
'She's beautiful... but why do I feel like I've seen her before?' he thought. Despite the curiosity bubbling up within him, Vincent maintained a composed exterior, offering only a faint, polite smile.
Victoria, after offering Sophie a respectful bow, excused herself from the room.
Standing just a few feet away from Sophie, Vincent waited, his expression neutral. After glancing at him, Sophie parted her lips and asked, "It seems you managed to recover on your own. How are you feeling now?"
