Instinctively, Mia Foster's gaze turned to Felix Shaw. Although the man was a bit of a playboy, fortunately, he wasn't as domineering as the poker-faced guy opposite him. Felix Shaw was concentrating on playing cards, his peach blossom eyes actually looked quite serious when not smiling.
Mia Foster unconsciously curved the corners of her lips, deciding after looking back and forth, that Felix Shaw was still the most pleasing to her eye. Unpretentious and not the type to feign aloofness, his smile had a touch of mischief, the elegant ruffian was just the type she liked.
Although it was the first meeting with several men, Mia Foster had already more or less observed their characters.
