"Oh, you've hired a little succubus. Interesting." Just then, a voice broke the silence, and Irina appeared in the restaurant after a faint golden glow.
Irina's long silver dress flowed to the ground slowly as her long silver hair fell casually yet perfectly behind her. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her features were so exquisite it was as though they were painted by a skilled artist. There was a small golden moon mark between her brows, and she was covered in a faint golden glow. Her ears were so fair and thin they were almost translucent.
She's so beautiful!
Angela looked at Irina who suddenly appeared, and was taken aback. She seemed to have an overlapping image with the lady boss, whom she could not forget, at Carapace Island.
This fellow's motive is not simple. Mag looked at Angela, who was completely stunned, and pressed his lips together. She actually had set her eyes on his wife. That was intolerable.
