Chapter 52

Naomi had thick, jet-black hair. Normally, she enjoyed tying up her long hair, casually forming it into a bun when she pleased. However, most of the time, she secured it neatly behind her head. Without bangs, her hair parted in the middle, always impeccably combed, presenting a clean and tidy appearance. She rarely let her hair cascade freely. Perhaps due to time constraints this morning, she left her long hair unbound, flowing down the back of her head. Strands of hair by her temples swept behind her ears, revealing her fair complexion and the subtle ear piercings adorning her earlobes. She did not wear earrings frequently; only on special occasions did she adorn herself so. She exuded cleanliness, and a soft aura enveloped her. Her appearance was like a crystal-clear spring in a remote mountain, a stream revealing its bed, free from any impurities. Scott observed her gentle profile, fine lashes, and dark, shining eyes. Then, he averted his gaze. "Is there something you need to te