In an elegant, upscale café, the soft strains of classical Western music filled the air.
"I've seen your photos in the newspapers and heard Maggie describe you, but this is the first time we've met in person... Miss Foster, you're even more beautiful than they described," Luna Bennett said with a graceful smile, her poise immaculate.
Rachel Foster was inwardly stunned by Luna's beauty. With her sleek, waterfall-like hair, subtle makeup, and flawless skin, Luna's eyes were as clear as water, creating an exquisite, flawless face. Her beauty was breathtaking.
Rachel had always thought she was pretty attractive. Still, seeing Luna up close, she realized her own appearance paled in comparison.
She returned the smile. "Miss Bennett, you're even more radiant than in your photos."
After the polite exchanges, they got to the point.
"I admire your courage, Miss Foster. Meeting me, you seem so calm."
