The sharp sound of high heels on the second floor drew everyone's gaze to the spiral staircase made of solid wood, where a graceful figure slowly descended.
Her features were exquisite; under the fragmented glow of the large crystal chandelier above, the red backless evening gown she wore made her skin look as delicate as porcelain. Her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, exuding captivating brilliance, and every gesture carried the elegance and dignity of a noble young lady.
Everyone held their breath; half of the men's eyes were fixed on her alluring bosom, their gazes transfixed, and some men even lost their composure, reacting on the spot.
This was the kind of woman whose sensuality could make one's nose bleed.
