Chapter 301 Lost Contact

"Is what you're saying true?"

In a luxurious villa, in one of the rooms, a cold female voice suddenly rang out. Despite the chilly tone, the voice carried the gentle softness unique to women. When the coldness blended with the softness, the two conflicting qualities coalesced into a peculiar effect, evoking an irresistibly itching sensation in the listener.

As the perspective shifted, following the sound to the speaker, one would see a middle-aged beauty in her forties whose appearance was still stunningly unrivaled.

She was draped in a fur shawl with slightly curled hair, her face only lightly made up; yet she outshone all those heavily painted ladies.

Standing in front of the beautiful woman was a girl in her twenties, bearing a fifty percent resemblance to her. However, this similarity lay only in the looks; the difference in their auras was beyond what words could describe.