Vanessa Quinn was seeing Evander Lancaster in a suit for the first time; the flashy silver fabric was particularly eye-catching under the flickering neon lights.
This color requires a certain flair; otherwise, it could resemble a disaster.
But Evander completely pulled it off, enhancing his already rebellious aura.
Especially those black rocket shoes grounded on the pavement—simply stunning.
Watching the unabashed man gaze flirtatiously at her, his eyes never leaving since stepping off the car, Vanessa discreetly composed her fluttering emotions and walked over swaying her hips.
Like Evander, Vanessa was purposefully dressed to impress.
A red dress, red high heels, topped with a white trench coat, her wavy long hair pinned to one side.
Her makeup was subtle yet refined, with fiery aunt's red lipstick that complemented her dress perfectly.
Smiling as she approached Evander, Vanessa didn't exhibit any awkwardness from the day's unpleasantness.
