Dressed in a plain aqua blue dress without any fussy or superflous designs, she wore it cleanly on her body, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, a seemingly ordinary appearance that could easily be drowned in a crowd, yet she always effortlessly attracted everyone's gaze.
The reason lay entirely in her distinct yet contradictory temperament.
Cool and simply elegant, but somehow brimming with an allure that seemed to radiate from within.
A laid-back laziness mixed with a touch of arrogance.
Despite exuding an incredibly attractive aura, the moment one approached her, they would halt in front of the cold pride and aloofness in her eyes and expression.
Thus, a smile on her face became a rare and precious thing.
In a place like this, what could make a wine saleswoman happy?
That would only be spending money on the wine in her hands.
Arabella Vanderbilt remembered that Abigail Hemsworth worked selling wine, but she hadn't expected it to be here.
