Found a public toilet nearby, washed her face clean, and tidied her hair.
At this moment, Memoria Campbell's face was free of any makeup, her skin fair and slightly pink, radiating a youthful aura.
Under slightly messy bangs, a small face the size of a palm showed a pair of eyes bright as stars, a straight nose below which soft pink lips were slightly pursed.
The reflection in the mirror was a face of captivating beauty, but if you ignored the untamed eyes, the face would easily evoke thoughts of innocence.
This appearance really didn't match the revealing short dress she wore.
Looking at her clothes, Memoria furrowed her brows, wrapped the coat tightly, and walked out of the public toilet.
Crossed Martin Road, she stepped into the entrance of the high-end Villa Community across the street, walking into the area until she stopped in front of a three-story mansion.
