The moment Arabella Donovan said this, Zane Lynch immediately shot a gossipy look in their direction.
Melody Lynch's mouth twitched as she fought the urge to smack her brother. "What's there to see? They all have a nose and two eyes."
Arabella Donovan frowned. "Out of all those handsome guys, you seriously didn't find a single one appealing? Forget the others, but what about that Joel Thorne? You don't think he's good-looking?"
'I have to say, even if Joel Thorne's personality and character are questionable, his looks are definitely the best and most classically handsome of the five people Cousin just signed.'
A moment ago, Arabella had been a little worried that Melody might set her sights on that commercial spy who came with an agenda. But she didn't even notice him?
"..." 'Honestly, some people need to develop better taste!'
Exasperated and annoyed, Melody Lynch crossed her arms and scoffed, her expression a mask of proud disdain and icy indifference.
