It was those deep, dark eyes, without any waves, that exuded an immense sense of oppression.
And that incomparably handsome face, it must be the best-looking face in the world.
Plus the figure, in a striped suit, domineering and noble, exuding an indescribable yet enthralling elegance...
How could such a man exist in this world?
Emanating great allure, yet maintaining an icy and noble demeanor.
Allowing no one to come close...
Just looking at him could drive a woman crazy.
Sonora tightly covered her wildly beating heart with her hand, looking at Joel Russo with an intensely heated gaze.
However, most of the people around shared the same sentiment.
"He's the executive director of Russo Financial Corporation, so young and handsome..."
"He's truly perfect, doing nothing yet able to make women go wild!"
"I really don't know what kind of woman he likes! To change oneself for such a man, a million times willing!"
"But why is he buying perfume? Is it for a woman?"
