For the time being, Myra didn't pay attention to others. She just grabbed Evelyn, who was trying to escape from her, and walked side by side with her. She said, "I told you, I should buy you a more expensive dress."
Evelyn curled her lips and felt a little helpless about her friend who had no self-knowledge.
Was it about the dress?
It's a problem about the person, okay?
Although Evelyn thought she was beautiful, she knew that her beauty was sort of worldly, not the kind of unworldly fancy beauty as Myra was!
Seeing the two women coming gracefully, Archer's eyes froze and stared at the face of Myra in disbeli
or a few more seconds, Henson looked down along his sight and soon understood where the smile in his eyes came from. He said, "In terms of appearance, she deserves the highest award today."
It sounded like a compliment, but Kian thought for a while and asked, "What do you want to say?"
With a faint smile in his eyes, Henson continued, "You are going to be the patriarch, so the woman you choose is going to be the hostess of the clan in the future."
He did not say too much.
Kian's eyes darkened, but he still said, "She has the ability."
"But she has no family background." Henson expressed his true opinion.