Third Person's POV
Just as Seraphina was about to pull her foot away, a bright flash caught the corner of her eye—someone was taking photos.
She looked at Mortimer, who had completely swallowed his pride and was gazing at her with an incredibly gentle expression, and instantly understood.
This was just another PR move.
So, she played along and let him smoothly change her shoes for her.
Not far away, Vivian stood frozen, grinding her teeth as she glared at the glaringly intimate scene.
She watched helplessly as the man she saw as an untouchable king bent his proud back, half-kneeling in front of Seraphina just to change her shoes.
When had Mortimer ever stooped so low?
Even she had never dared to dream of having him put her shoes on for her.
How could Seraphina trample all over his
