Maya Monroe couldn't tell if the reporter was praising her or subtly mocking her, but none of that mattered.
Maya gave a faint smile, her radiant face naturally bold yet aloof, transforming into a captivating allure with just a grin.
"For a smart person like me, would coming up with these methods be that hard?"
She didn't answer directly, instead tossing the question back to the reporter, flaunting her arrogance and pride simultaneously.
The reporter did not respond for a moment. Typically, this wouldn't happen, but facing Maya's stunning appearance firsthand, the reporter finally realized that the so-called "divine beauty" wasn't just empty talk.
It was strange, as the reporter had interviewed Maya before but never felt this way. It was as if the person before them had undergone a monumental transformation; her charm was enough to leave anyone enthralled.
Especially the way she carried herself filled with defiance and unaware confidence; her beauty was rebellious and unique.
