Sean Lowell seemed utterly unfazed by Yara Quillan's look of disgust. He wore a white suit today and looked exceptionally charming and elegant under the sunlight. Standing there, he had the gentlemanly air of a prince from some foreign land, radiating both aristocratic grace and an alluring charisma.
'He hadn't expected to see this... interesting woman here.'
'She was different every time he saw her, always full of surprises.'
'He seemed to recall his perpetually sullen mother mentioning that this woman had gotten into a lawsuit over a surgery.'
'He had originally planned on seeing if he could help her out after his press events and the awards ceremony here were over, and after attending the wedding. But it seemed that wouldn't be necessary now.'
'This woman could still get into fights—and not only that, her skills weren't half-bad. Looked like she was doing just fine.'
