"Sir, hello, I am Joanna Lawrence's sister. May I ask, do you know my sister Joanna?" Annie Lawrence knocked on the car window persistently.
A few seconds later, the window slowly descended.
Upon seeing the man inside the car, Annie felt her breath stop.
Her heartbeat also skipped a beat.
The car was parked under the shade of a tree, the window only half-opened, but it did not obstruct her from seeing the man inside the car.
The man was facing her in profile, and even from a side view, his prominent facial features were crystal clear. Each line on his face looked like they had been carefully carved.
He had a high and firm nose bridge, thin and seductive lips, his appearance was stunningly handsome, far beyond her imagination.
Not only was he not old, but he also looked very young, seemingly around 25 years old.