Byron looked at the crooked lipstick line on the woman's mouth. He found it humorous.

It seemed that this woman was still dazed when she put on makeup, and she did not even know that her lipstick was crooked.

When he met her gaze, the expression on the woman's face was full of confusion. He just wanted to tease her.

Thinking of this, Byron acted.

Rosalie saw the man suddenly raising his hand and reaching toward her face.

Seeing that his hand was about to touch her face, Rosalie snapped back to her senses, took a step back in a panic, and avoided the range that Byron could reach.

Byron's outstretched hand came empty, and he raised his eyebrows with dissatisfaction.

"Is there anything else, President Lawrence?" Rosalie looked at him distantly.

Seeing the flustered appearance of the woman, Byron’s eyes flashed with a hint of victory. He explained indifferently, "Your lipstick is crooked."

Hearing this, Rosalie's face turned slightly red, and she lowered her head consciously to av