After that delicious dinner, Geneva left the garden. When she returned, she was already wearing a rider suit and riding a sports motorbike.
Everybody froze and mesmerized by her seductive charm and stunning face while onboard on that motorbike. She was irresistibly beautiful and arrogantly cool at that moment in their eyes. She had tied her hair into a high ponytail, making her look a few years younger than her real age.
Even Little Love was stunned by her rare beauty.
Zaraya, "So cool."
Kath, "Is that Sister Geneva?"
Arthur, "My eyes are fooling me. She is as lovely as before."
Allen, "So pretty."
Old Kriz and Little Love were both speechless. But the way the latter stared at her was filled with pride, arrogance, and love.
"Are you guys fine? You look as if you have seen a ghost.
