Awaiting the Moon's Return in the Southern City

In the evening, Eve Thompson came to the Charlie family once again.

The master bedroom was quiet, with a crystal chandelier overhead, illuminating the room as if it was daytime.

Eve sat on the bed, thinking deeply.

Some details from last night gradually surfaced in her mind.

She remembered that when he kissed her, he covered the birthmark on her right cheek... and even during the most passionate moments, he never moved his hand.

So, he despised her in the morning because of the birthmark on her face?

Eve immediately stood up and went into the bathroom, where there was a full set of makeup products.

Looking in the mirror, she picked up foundation to cover her birthmark temporarily. After confirming that her birthmark could not be seen at first glance, she returned to the bedroom.

In fact, her sister's facial features were not ugly, but she was too self-conscious, never wearing makeup, and often lowering her head, so people always noticed her birthmark first.

But now, with this appearance, Anthony should like her...right?

Eve waited until 11 o'clock that night, and just when she thought Anthony wouldn't return, there was finally a sound from downstairs.

She immediately stood up, opened the door, and went out.

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Downstairs.

As Anthony entered, a sense of gloom spread throughout the villa.

The man's dark eyes were so profound that no one could read his emotions. His nose was high and his thin lips were pursed. He seemed like a king ruling the world, with a powerful aura that made everyone involuntarily bow before him.

Even the butler, who had watched him grow up, couldn't help but sigh at how good-looking Anthony was.

He immediately greeted him, "Sir, you're back."

Anthony nodded slightly, and with an indifferent "Hmm," he walked past the butler and was about to go upstairs.

The butler hurriedly spoke, "Sir, that... Miss Thompson is already here."

Anthony's step paused, and he looked at the butler with a heavy gaze.

Although he didn't speak, the butler understood his meaning - if he didn't give a reasonable explanation, the consequences would be dire!

The butler immediately said, "Today is the 15th."

Upon hearing this, Anthony's expression didn't improve, it became even colder, as if the person waiting for him upstairs wasn't a woman, but an enemy.

The butler secretly worried for Miss Thompson.

He thought about what he'd seen at the Thompson family today and couldn't help but say, "Sir, although Miss Thompson is a bit ugly and doesn't talk much, she's actually quite interesting. And since the old lady likes her so much, there must be a reason... "

"Uncle Lee, you're talking too much."

Anthony's deep voice sounded, causing the butler to stop talking. The butler wanted to say something more but suddenly heard the sound of a door opening upstairs.

The butler turned to look, feeling as if his eyes were instantly brightened!

He saw the girl standing at the top of the stairs in a white dress. Her hair was casually tied at the back of her head, revealing a full forehead and delicate features on her small face!

Especially her skin, which was so fair it was almost translucent, standing there, she seemed even brighter than the light.

The butler was shocked. Was this... the same ugly girl from before?!

He looked at Anthony with a startled expression, only to see Mr. Charlie's eyes fixed on her, as if they were magnets and couldn't look away.

The butler excitedly said, "Sir, I knew the old lady's vision wasn't wrong. Look at Miss Thompson without her birthmark, how beautiful she is... "

But Anthony seemed not to hear him at all. As if bewitched, he took one step after another, walking toward the girl.