Chapter 59 Fake Faces
- Serena P. O. V.
- Cold sweat poured down my body as my feet in white high heels treaded the hotel ballroom towards the elevator that would take me to the restaurant where the event was taking place. I ran my palms over my dress, trying to deal with the sweat soaking my hands.
- “How do I look?” I stood before Leopold, asking him to give me an objective assessment.