Chapter 18 She Is My Guest
- Seven o'clock in the evening.
- Claire spent an hour carefully applying makeup, her slightly curled long hair casually falling behind her, accentuating her agile and charming face in a black cocktail dress that outlined her shapely figure. It was a far cry from her previous homely look.
- As soon as she stepped out of the hotel, she saw a flashy Maserati parked at the entrance.