Gary White turned his head.
When he saw Joanna Lawrence, a trace of tenderness mixed with pride flickered in his eyes.
His sister was undoubtedly the most dazzling presence at the banquet tonight.
Upon hearing that Joanna had arrived, Frank Parker's indifferent facial expression subtly changed.
His heartbeat involuntarily quickened, yet he maintained a composed demeanor, following the gazes of others to look at her.
When his eyes fell upon Joanna, his astonishment was barely concealed.
Joanna looked stunning that night.
So much so that Frank's heart skipped several beats.
She wore a white long dress, her wavy hair spread over her shoulders. Her fair, gleaming skin under the crystal chandelier seemed to have a faint luminescence. All the delicate features on her small, palm-sized face appeared to be meticulously drawn.
There were many well-bred ladies with stunning looks in the hall.
However, they all paled in comparison to her.