In the villa of the An family.
Wearing the shiny purple dress, Lydia stood in front of the mirror.
The hem of the dress was broken, and it was hard to tell from the front.
She turned left and right in front of the mirror and looked herself up and down.
She was different from Myra's beauty. Her eyes were upturned but not sharp. The affectionate look in her eyes was the most attractive.
The smoky purple cloth wrapped her body, making her body elegant and smooth.
But after a while, she frowned unhappily.
If she hadn't seen Myra wearing this dress first, she would have thought herself as beautiful as a fairy.
But there was an impression of My
at someone wanted to have sex with her. Although he was not happy, he was not too worried before.
With Myra's character, she wouldn't let anyone take advantage of her unless she was forced or willing to.
And for people like Calvin, it was impossible for Myra to have a tryst with him.
But if she wanted to have a tryst with others, why did she have to grab the room from Calvin?
It didn't make sense at all.
He still remembered that he had asked Myra about what had happened in the hotel and she had asked him to ask about it to Lydia and Marilyn...
Gradually, an idea that made him a little scared appeared. Archer's face was overcast with gloomy.