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Villa.
Ivy Harrison was a bit startled by the person standing in front of her. She stood at the door, momentarily unsure of what to do. "Who are you looking for?"
"We serve Your Excellency, and we have come to take Mrs. Carter to the Presidential Mansion."
Something flickered in Ivy's eyes.
"Unfortunately, Mrs. Carter is not feeling well today and has gone to rest."
Ivy was stalling.
"Could you please ask Mrs. Carter to come out and accompany us?"
"This is really difficult. As you know, Mrs. Carter is in poor health and cannot withstand such disturbance." Ivy did not step back.
However, the other party seemed to be completely uninterested in her excuse.
"Your predicament is also ours, so we better not make life difficult for each other, right, housekeeper?"
The security guard was very dominant, paying no heed to Ivy's unsubstantial words.
They remembered their purpose of bringing Mrs. Carter to the airport.
"I am sorry," Ivy spoke calmly.
