C362 The One Who Loves to Eat must be

It was never her who was perfect, it was her design.

No one was perfect. Who could say that they were absolutely perfect?

Miranda's skin was as white as snow. Her red lips curled into a sexy curve. "May I ask if we can start the award ceremony now?"

The host smiled and nodded. "Of course, Miss Miranda. Next, the evaluation committee and the reporters present will ask questions