Keira Leaf stood in her original location quietly, patiently waiting for her to turn around.
Victoria Carter threw away the tube in her hand and turned to size up Keira Leaf from head to toe.
It was still the same set of clothes as before. Although Keira Leaf had washed them several times, they still looked somewhat worn and dirty. The originally fitting clothes seemed a bit too large after just half a month, as if she was wearing someone else's clothes.
Victoria Carter remained as gorgeous as ever, her braided hair exquisitely done.
In Keira Leaf's view, arranging such beautiful braids would take at least three to four hours, but Victoria Carter seemed very keen on this.
Her eyes were as clean as ever, perhaps due to the strong confidence, she seemed never to wear eye makeup, yet still appeared charming.
Comparing like this, she felt like a refugee who had encountered a beloved princess.
