Bella Williams smile faded, and her body became stiff. She slowly turned around and looked at the man whose voice they had just heard appear behind them.
The man wore a sleek white three-piece suit, with both vest and suit collar neatly overlapped. He was distinguished and dignified with his hands in his pockets. He was chic, and his facial features were stunning even in the dim light of the stairwell. Nothing could stop his unparalleled elegance.
Charles Williams’s lips raised in a very slight curvature.
The heart inside Bella’s chest quickened its beat, and her hand tightened into a fist, her voice was reverent, “Lord.”
Mum is still here, she seemed to always bear witness to this.
She sighed.
Charles looked at her and pretended to be cute with that faint smile on his face. He fel
