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Imperial Capital, a certain hospital.

Forsythia Brown handed over the completed psychological evaluation to Beauty Child, who had been by her side all along.

This was her first face-to-face meeting with Beauty Child since she had left the First Woman's Prison.

Beauty Child was tall and curvaceous. Where there should be flesh, there was no lack, and where there was no need for it, there was not an ounce of excess. Her face was a masterpiece that was absolutely unforgettable.

However, Beauty Child rarely showed a smile, and even when she did, it was cold.

Sometimes, Forsythia liked to compare Beauty Child with Gem Atkinson. If Gem was described as frosty, Beauty Child was icy, a type of formidable and arrogant chill.

Beauty Child quietly read the report, finally closing the file and stating, "Overall, you barely passed."

Forsythia smirked, saying, "So it seems I wasn't guided by my feelings. Beauty, it turns out, the one who needs a psychological assessment is you."