Chapter 939

• Liza lifted her gaze slowly, her striking features partially veiled in shadows. She took a sip of fruit wine, the shimmering liquid leaving a subtle stain on her lips, adding to her allure.
• However, Madam Emili saw none of Liza’s beauty. Instead, her face darkened as she scowled. "You're still as rude as ever. You don’t even have the basic manners to greet me."
• Liza leaned back against the sofa, her expression relaxed as she responded casually, "I was just debating whether to call you Madam Cooper or Madam Rhett."