Hazel had changed into a white dress.
The soft fabric hugged her curves just right, elegant without being flashy. The waistline traced her figure gently, and the skirt fell smoothly around her legs, giving her a clean and pure aura. She tied her long hair into a neat bun, revealing her slender neck. It made her look gentle and obedient, yet there was still a playful youthfulness hidden in her features.
Her fair face glowed under the light, and her big watery eyes were lively and bright, full of spirit.
Even James, who had seen countless celebrities and socialites, could not help but stare for a moment longer than he should have.
Hazel noticed.
She lightly tugged at the hem of her dress, turned around in a small circle, then faced Logan with raised eyebrows and a teasing smile.
“Uncle
