What does integrity matter?
Surviving is the most important thing.
Moreover, if Chester Yale's appearance is just average, she really can't find anyone who can be considered good-looking.
It was just a passing compliment, how did this stingy man hear it.
"My figure is average?" Chester Yale's dark eyes were shrouded in a calm that appeared before a storm, and his hand slowly moved to his chest, unbuttoning the buttons on his shirt one by one.
With his movements, the strong chest hidden under the shirt gradually revealed itself.
Perfect eight-pack abs, with a healthy wheat color, smooth lines, powerful muscles, without appearing savage.
The perfect body proportions, comparable to international top male models...
"I just remembered, I'm not only blind, but also blind at heart!" Evelyn Sherman said, looking at Chester Yale who was approaching her step by step.
Chester Yale paused but did not look at her. Instead, he looked down at the little princess at his feet.