With the sound of the door being slammed shut, Milleon looked back abruptly to make sure that there was no one else in the room. Relieved, he pulled out his phone from his pocket.
After tapping on it a few times, he turned the screen around and handed the phone to me with a smile.
"Miss Reid, there are a few ladies here. Are there any to your liking?" asked Milleon in an ingratiating tone.
Although it sounded a little ridiculous, I still took the device from him and observed it carefully.
On the screen was an album, and the first picture was of a young and beautiful woman, but her eyes looked vacant and dull.
From the thumbnail, I could see shots of the birthday party from the night before, so I flipped through all the other pictures.
I looked through a few, and although the women looked stunning and had amazing figures, I felt that they were all quite mediocre. They weren't particularly special in any way.
In Jarold City, gorgeous men and women were a common sight.
"What do you think?" Milleon asked anxiously.
It felt like someone was giving out questionnaires on the street. I smiled awkwardly and decided to change the topic, "What are you trying to do by showing these to me?"
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