Franti Cassia smiled awkwardly. She put the handle of the red wine glass to her red lips and took a sip. The tip of her pink tongue had just stuck out and reached back, and the corners of her mouth were pulled out. She looked calm on the surface, but in her heart, she secretly cursed Wendy who had attracted the attention of the public.
She glanced at everyone present and keenly sensed that someone was looking at her intentionally or unintentionally.
She hid her sight with a glass of wine and realized that it was Allen.
He was Louis's cousin. His warm eyes always made people feel cold.
"Ha ha." She chuckled and wondered who this arrogant man was looking at.
The light reflected by the crystal square shone on the side face of the person next to her. Wendy's fair skin looked even more delicate. Even if people controlled their eyes, they would involuntarily stare at her. This was the extraordinary charm of her.