The photo had clearly been taken surreptitiously.
Even from a great distance, you could vaguely make out that the girl in it was stunningly beautiful, with captivating bone structure.
Second Young Master Sutton stared for a long time before sighing and muttering to himself,
"The Sterlings really hit the genetic jackpot. Kian Sterling has the face of a heartbreaker, and his sister is every bit his equal…"
The Lowell Family's laboratory.
After three straight days of working overtime, Celia Sterling finally concocted a satisfying final product. The amber-gold perfume looked magnificent in its crystal bottle. Celia spritzed some on her wrist, then gently placed it under Kian Sterling's nose and asked softly,
"Brother, what do you think?"
Kian Sterling lowered his head slightly and sniffed her wrist, his voice low and sensual. "Smells nice."
