"Not the Miss from the Carr Family." A few men chimed in, "Peggy Carr doesn't have that kind of aura."
The two women indeed exuded charisma and were very captivating.
Beautiful.
The beauty of a woman, one is natural, and the other is "made-up." Makeup is charade; makeup disguises.
Natural beauty is when every smile and frown are genuine; just one glance compels you to want to take a second look.
Their gaze was fixed on Eva Nightingale. Even though she was wearing a coat, her full-length purple dress, not too bright nor dreary, paired perfectly with the coat. Beautiful.
One glance made them want to look again.
"Grayson, should we invite her over for a dance?" The men teasingly suggested, with a mischievous grin after a session.
The cards were laid down.
The loser... would invite her over.
And then, those men were seen confidently walking over with a drink.
