Charlotte stared blankly at the woman in front of her, clearly familiar yet strangely unrecognizable.
Luna's skin had always been good, though it often became a bit dull due to frequent makeup use, still, she was undeniably a beauty. Charlotte was said to take after her grandmother, a legendary beauty of her time, though she had never seen her, many claimed it so. Meanwhile, Luna resembled Charles more, with her striking brows and large eyes adding a wild beauty to her face. She was already beautiful enough, so why undergo plastic surgery?
Now, Luna's skin appeared translucently white, as if excessively polished, almost glowing, but noticeably thinner. The ancient saying of delicate skin wasn't applicable here, her face emitted a distinct silicone aura, resembling a perfectly styled Barbie, yet somehow it didn't feel right.
