Chapter 29

Roxanne nearly lost control of her expression. Sebastian was elegance and nobility personified—every gesture of his exuded refinement. His words were always measured and precise. Hearing the phrase "without clothes on" come out of his mouth felt indecent. Sebastian was a man of authority, accustomed to having his way. Roxanne shrugged. "Suit yourself if you want to tag along." It was his time being wasted, not hers. Carissa was already waiting for her. She immediately led her to the VIP treatment room upon arrival. Carissa was 30 years old. Since she was an esthetician, her skin was smooth, and her features were refined and natural. But upon closer look, there were still subtle traces of cosmetic enhancements. All in all, she was absolutely perfect. She adored Roxanne. In her line of work, she'd seen countless beautiful faces. But Roxanne's? That was pure artistry, as if sculpted by the Goddess of Beauty herself. Her eyes were large and luminous, her skin tanned and smooth. And