"I don't want any guards around my room, Mr. Mohammed Akram." Mu Lan's voice was firm.
Her eyes were everywhere. Her sense of direction was better than any normal woman. Once she saw a place, she would never forget it unless she lost her memory by accident.
She saw the architectural design of the Arabian country. The paintings were magnificent. The furniture was designed with pure gold and expensive jewels. If she wasn't used to a grand life, she would definitely fall for this palace. Unfortunately, she loved a small duplex house right beside a lake.
"Of course, Ms. Lan." Mohammed Akram eyed at her. His eyes almost didn't leave her.
While walking, Mu Lan said, "I want to know every detail of my fiancé's schedule for the past seven days. Also, the security footage. Send it to me as soon as possible."
