There are thousands of beautiful women in this world; clothes and makeup are the key to outshining others.
Every woman has a style that suits her best.
For example, Hailey may be a vile woman who was also a chronic adulterer, but pure and innocent outfits were the fashion style that suited her the best.
Her pretty face was one in a million and she could easily put on an innocent expression to coax and deceive her boyfriend anywhere at any time. Hence, she was naturally suitable for that style.
If she were to wear sexy clothing like skin-tight dresses or lace clothing, she probably wouldn't be able to carry it.
On the other hand, Victoria was a mature woman who wouldn't suit such pure and innocent clothes. If she were to dress in a preppy chic style, it would sabotage her looks.
Only by dressing in professional business wear would her aura as a domineering CEO be accentuated. She was the most perfect.
Meanwhile, Lauren was a sweet-looking woman who had a girl-next-door vibe. Any outfit she wore would accentuate her beauty, and she just needed to make sure that she didn't wear makeup that made her look too cold.
Similarly, Emily wasn't as pretty as Hailey, Victoria, and Lauren; and her figure was inferior to Elie's, too.
However, when she dons the flight attendant uniform, she would exude a charm that would make any man forget any other beautiful woman!
In order to let Jordan take a clear look at her figure, Emily deliberately inched very close to Jordan, which made him feel rather shy and awkward.
"Okay, Emily, stop it."
Emily was still indignant. "Well then, tell me, do I have a good figure or not?"
Jordan answered, "Yes!"
Emily asked, "Am I perfect or not!?"
Jordan answered, "Yes!"
Emily asked, "Am I good enough for your brother?"
Jordan answered, "Yes, absolutely. He's the one who isn't worthy of you!"
Emily exclaimed, "Call me your sister-in-law then!"
Jordan said, "How dare you take advantage of me, you little girl? I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
"Ah, Salvatore, help. Jordan is going to hit me!"
Emily leaped up in a pair of rounded flats, which were part of her flight attendant attire.
With the company of the bubbly Emily, Jordan's flight of more than ten hours became rather interesting and enjoyable.
He even forgot what the purpose of the trip was and the fact that Victoria would be marrying Russell soon.
Jordan began to understand why Victoria chose to hide many things from Emily because she really did not want to make a cheerful girl like her who often wore a bright smile on her face, to become broody all the time.
More than ten hours passed, and Jordan arrived in Paris, where it was drizzling. A few of them headed to the police headquarters of Paris by car.
A police officer named Frankie received Jordan.
Jordan was rather proficient in French, so he said directly in French, "I want to investigate the murder of an American man who was killed 11 years ago on the 29th of August in LEBALL bar on Rue Jacques Rousseau."
"The name of the murdered man is Norman Clarke."
Norman was Victoria and Emily's father.
Soon, Officer Frankie pulled up the information of cases that happened in that year.
He introduced to Jordan, "Mr. Norman Clarke is a software engineer who came to Paris to attend an academic seminar that year."
"According to the information, he went to LEBALL bar alone that night, but he left with another man."
"We suspect that Mr. Clarke's death is related to that man."
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