Letitia Russell slowly lifted her gaze, her cold eyes falling on him. Although Letitia was now older, her skin remained taut, her figure not undergoing many changes.
In contrast, Sebastian Legend, though she bore some resemblance to Letitia, had aged significantly. Her crow's feet had deepened, her facial skin was slackened, and her figure had become pudgier. She was never as beautiful as Letitia to begin with, and now the disparity was even more dramatic. Moreover, her eyes were filled with aggression and cunning.
Dressed in a wine-red dress, Letitia exuded an air of confidence and authority. If one didn't know any better, one might think she was only forty. She stood there, not uttering a word, yet charming everyone around her.