(7 Fresh Coins) Chapter 16 (Part 1) Beauty
"She's a real stunner, isn't she?" The woman licked her bright red lips, her eyes gleaming with a wild, animalistic light.
Antonio glanced at the other person, frowning as if in a headache: "Which rich girl have you set your sights on this time?"
Meanwhile, in the hall of Francisco's house, a casual cocktail party was taking place. To put it bluntly, it was a place for upper-class men and women to flirt... in polite terms. Marina, unceremoniously sat next to the host, and was gushing over a lady in the opposite corner—all because he had made a bad choice in his friends, getting involved with such a woman.
He recalled that a few years ago, this woman had just returned from France. He was immediately drawn to her unique charm, and the two hit it off quickly, becoming friends. However, it wasn't long before she revealed her true nature, relentlessly pursuing various socialites and heiresses. With her beautiful yet spirited face and skillful flirting, she was almost always successful, but she was also fickle and easily bored, leaving countless hearts broken for her.
Ironically, the girls she dumped still couldn't forget her, constantly contacting Antonio to inquire about her, driving him to the brink of madness. Even worse, this woman frequently tried to steal his girlfriends, claiming, "Such a good woman shouldn't be wasted on some sleazy man!"
Thinking of all this, Antonio couldn't help but grit his teeth in hatred. However, Marina had very high standards; any woman she set her sights on was definitely not ordinary. He couldn't help but follow her gaze, and upon seeing her, he immediately understood that he couldn't blame this lecherous woman—that woman was truly beautiful.
“Ugh…it’s unbearable!” Marina suddenly tilted her head back and downed a whole glass of tequila, then began to fix her hair and clothes. “It’s sinful!” Before Antonio could react, he saw the red-haired woman next to him suddenly stand up and walk straight toward the opposite corner with an indomitable spirit.
In the luxurious hall, elegant ladies, their clothes gleaming, clinking glasses, created the perfect opportunity for men and women to exude hormones. And the oriental beauty appearing in the corner was an absolutely captivating presence that could not be ignored.
She leaned against a corner table, one hand clutching a silk glove, the other supporting her cheek, offering only a graceful profile to the crowd. Even this partial profile was enough to stir the desires of the men in the hall. Her figure, slender and graceful, was encased in a tight-fitting cheongsam; her skin shone with an alluring luster, like fine porcelain. Her long, flowing chestnut hair cascaded naturally over her shoulders, subtly obscuring her face, revealing only her beautiful, cat-like eyes and exquisitely curved, soft lips. Her long, drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and the soft light cast breathtaking shadows on her face.
Sitting there alone, her hand resting on her cheek was so slender and graceful, her posture so forlorn, her slightly furrowed brows hinting at a faint sorrow. Many men would surely be willing to give anything for her, just to win a smile from this beauty. But true beauty isn't merely about exquisite features and a sexy figure, nor is it about clothing, accessories, or makeup; it's about the inner and outer charm and allure that emanates from her. This woman, without expending a single weapon, could kill with her sheer captivating charm—this is the essence of being beautiful enough to kill.
From the moment the beauty sat down, the men were already trying to strike up a conversation with her. However, after several notorious playboys had failed, they realized that this beauty's allure was directly proportional to her looks. Since such outstanding men didn't catch her eye, they couldn't help but wonder: was she waiting for a man?
Regardless of all that, our valiant female knight Marina has already approached the beauty and begun her "hunting operation".
She's using that face to deceive people again. Antonio glanced over there and sighed helplessly. Perhaps another innocent beauty was about to fall into this lecherous woman's trap.
However, to his surprise, Marina returned dejectedly in less than half a minute. Her usually radiant and beautiful face had turned pale, and she looked as wilted as a frostbitten eggplant... Well, it seems this blow really hit her hard.
"What, our great Casanova, Miss Marina, actually has a moment when her charm fails her?" It was rare to see this womanizing philanderer get her comeuppance, so Antonio couldn't help but laugh and tease her.
Author's Note:
I think my foreshadowing always fails miserably... I think everyone can easily figure out who this beauty is, right? ORZ
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