(7 Fresh Coins) Chapter 16 (Part 2) Beauty

In fact, one of the key reasons Marina was able to consistently hook up with beautiful women was that she used her deceptive appearance and sweet talk to first win their favor, then lower their guard under the guise of friendship, gradually deepening her relationship before delivering the final, decisive blow, all while maintaining the image of a perfect companion. She kept the girls completely under her spell – in short, they were being sold out and still counting the money for her… After all, many women are more susceptible to temptation from other women than men. This is a natural gender advantage that playboys simply cannot possess; girls can escape those "scumbag men," but they can't resist this female predator.

So, that beauty really helped him and those girls who were harmed by Marina get their revenge. Thinking this, Antonio's smile became even more malicious. Seeing that the other woman's expression was becoming more and more dejected, he couldn't help but pat her on the shoulder with schadenfreude: "That beauty has good taste."

Marina looked up abruptly, glared at him fiercely, then took a deep breath, gradually calming down. She turned to look at the beauty, her eyes burning with renewed fervor: "I will not give up."

When she stood beside the beauty, she finally saw the beauty's face clearly. She had been with countless men, but only at this moment did she truly understand what "a beauty that could topple cities" meant.

Before she could speak, the other person looked up at her and said, "I'm waiting for someone. By the way, your makeup is a little smudged, miss." From beginning to end, the beauty's tone was extremely calm, without the slightest hint of the fragility and melancholy she appeared from afar.

Marina was completely stunned. A few seconds later, she stiffly turned around and fled.

Frustration, an unprecedented defeat. Marina, a seasoned womanizer, had never encountered anything like this before! It was utterly humiliating. Actually, it wasn't that she hadn't prepared properly, or even checked her makeup; it was that she was too nervous in front of the beauty, causing her face to sweat, which inevitably smudged her makeup! For a seasoned womanizer to sweat from nervousness while hunting for a man was embarrassing enough, but to have it pointed out to her face by the beauty only brought out any remaining sense of shame in Marina. How could she possibly remain composed?

However, after recovering from the temporary setback, Marina's desire to conquer surged like never before. Recalling the beauty's indifferent demeanor and tone, she felt her blood boiling. Conquering such an exquisite ice beauty would definitely give her an unprecedented sense of satisfaction—just imagining the scene of having her in her arms made her tremble with excitement!

Seeing her expression, Antonio felt his head was about to split open. Arousing this woman's desire to conquer was a very bad thing. Besides, he had never seen Marina so excited; the green light in her eyes was chilling. That beauty was about to be in trouble.

He didn't want another innocent woman to be hurt by this lecherous woman, so perhaps he should kindly offer a warning? Since meeting Marina, he'd discovered that compared to her, this notorious playboy was practically devoted in love, which led him to often do things completely out of character—like going to the trouble of reminding those poor girls. Of course, besides feeling sorry for these abandoned girls, he also feared they might see him as a lifeline in their relationships with Marina.

With these thoughts in mind, Antonio turned to look at the beautiful woman. Then, he froze completely.

A handsome man stood beside the beautiful woman. Just when everyone thought he was about to be driven away like the others, the woman suddenly stood up and gave him a stunning smile. Even more astonishingly, the man leaned in and embraced her tightly, gently kissing her smooth, jade-like forehead. The woman, who had previously been aloof to everyone, obediently tilted her head back to kiss the man's strong chin—she was very tall, probably over six feet, and her high heels made her appear even taller, while the man was just a head taller than her—they looked so well-matched, a truly perfect couple.

"It's Miller! Luis Miller!" Soon, someone recognized the man. He was the sixth son of the famous Miller family, the "Count of Tulips" of Spain, a close friend of the King, and a major arms dealer with influence across continents. Having just celebrated his 32nd birthday this year, his handsome appearance, charming demeanor, and noble status earned him a place on a prestigious European magazine's list of "100 Most Charming Men Women Want to Embrace."

Author's Note:

┐(￣▽￣”)┌ Another Miller has appeared! What do you all think of this Mr. Louis?