"So beautiful! She looks even better than the stars on TV."
"This isn’t just about being beautiful anymore; it’s like she’s a rare creature that shouldn’t exist in this world. She’s stunning and unique, an unmatched classic."
"It’s like a legendary beauty stepping out of a painting, overwhelmingly gorgeous."
"Mom, I declare I’ve fallen in love..."
Thomas Grant listened to these blockheads gossiping about July Quinn, his head nearly exploding.
He knew all along, these fools had been celibate for too long; they’d think of romance even upon seeing a sow, let alone someone as breathtaking as July Quinn.
If it weren’t for those few who witnessed July Quinn’s terrifying display during the escort mission in Westmarch and were sent off on other missions, they’d have spread the tale of how July Quinn single-handedly took down a mercenary squad. Let’s see who dares have wild thoughts about July Quinn after that.
Amid the heated discussions, Bianca White looked up and saw July Quinn’s exceedingly cold and alluring face, her pupils shrinking instantly.
Why did she just boast about being part of the Keaton Family’s Vanguard Corps and now July Quinn joined in right after her?
Bianca, in a bewildering daze, watched as July Quinn already curled her lips and introduced herself to everyone: "Hello everyone, I’m July Quinn. Please take good care of me."
"Beauty Quinn, it’s you who should be taking care of us!"
"Beauty Quinn, I’m Seth Summers, 25 years old, still unmarried. If you aren’t taken, how about considering me?"
"Old Summers, you’re quite the schemer. I haven’t even had my turn yet at 28. Beauty Quinn, I’m Leo Upton, 28 years old, with no romantic history and quite the upstanding guy. If you’re not taken, consider me first. I’m more stable than them."
"Come on, old Upton, how can you be stable when you’re so eager to volunteer yourself?"
A group of grown men, causing quite a ruckus, clearly indicating that July Quinn’s incredible beauty was indeed popular.
Especially the former group darling Bianca White felt her presence turning quite transparent with July Quinn’s appearance.
Although Bianca looked down on these penny-pinchers, she couldn’t stand being so neglected.
And this was just the first appearance; if July Quinn continued to stay, what would become of it?
She must find an opportunity to squeeze July Quinn out of the Vanguard Corps!
Compared to Bianca’s urgent desire to drive July Quinn away, Thomas Grant felt a wave of sweat for these mouthy kids.
She’s the one Lord Keaton previously approved as the Head Mistress of the Keaton Family!
Though Lord Keaton had forgotten this matter, just by seeing him chase July Quinn today with such importance, if he overheard these buffoons’ words, none would fare well.
Sometimes, the more afraid you are of something, the more it bears down upon you.
As Thomas Grant was sweating over these young fools, a cold male voice suddenly erupted from behind.
"Still arguing in formation; what kind of conduct is this?"
The crowd looked toward the sound and saw the dazzlingly charming, exceptionally formidable man coming out from behind Thomas Grant.
"Oh my god, why is Lord Keaton here?"
As everyone was stunned, Kyle Keaton already issued a cold command:
"You guys step out, carry fifty kilograms, and run twenty laps."
"Fifty kilograms for twenty laps?"
"Lord Keaton, could the punishment be lighter?"
The crowd began pleading.
The man only replied coldly: "If fifty kilograms for twenty laps is too heavy, then make it a hundred kilograms for twenty laps."
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The more they begged, the harsher the punishment became!
He said it; fantasizing about Mrs. Keaton would not end well!