Only then did Victor speak again, his voice calm and faintly amused.
"I heard the Luciano Family's third young miss is so beautiful that she can make the moon hide and the flowers blush. What are you unhappy about?"
Charles's expression collapsed instantly.
He looked like he wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
"Second brother, don't say that. I've seen her before, okay? If she can make the flowers blush, the fish sink, and the geese fall…"
He took a deep breath, then hissed out bitterly.
"Then she's definitely so ugly that even the flowers, birds, fish, and geese can't bear to look at her!"
Victor paused slightly, as if genuinely surprised.
"No way. The Luciano Family's third young miss is called Angelica Luciano. Are you sure you didn't misjudge her?"
Charles's face twisted as he recalled that one horrifying glance he had caught on the street near the neighboring university.
His entire body shuddered.
He laughed coldly, the sound filled with lingering trauma.
