He was different from other playboy types.
A rare gem among affluent offspring.
But reality gave her a hard slap in the face.
Frank Parker spoke for a while, but heard no response from Joanna Lawrence, so he turned to look at her.
The young girl already had an incredibly beautiful face.
Her profile was, of course, equally stunning.
Frank was close enough to her that he could even see the curve of her eyelashes.
Her curled, thick, and long eyelashes looked as if they were removed from a cloth doll's eyes and then transplanted onto hers.
He had never seen a woman with skin as good as Joanna's.
Her skin was so white that it glowed, with a delicate pink hue underneath, and it was so smooth that not even a single pore was visible.
As a man of Frank's status, he was naturally surrounded by beautiful women.
He had grown up amongst them since he was young.
Yet, he had to admit, he was stunned by the girl beside him.